I had a headache this morning.
because yesterday I decided to serve myself with a spilly Cuban "shardone"
Gone to Zizou

xxx: and, boiled with the juice of grapes, crushed by the feet of the Cuban virgins, invited the lazy to go with me to the Prague.

You know, she agreed.

Not surprisingly

I think I’ll do it now.

xxx: here's how to explain to a person that he in a month 25, and he has not yet understood that the crawl leads to a fallout, and did not understand the main rule "drink - turn off the internet"