Preface: Drilled the house for three days because it has 4 floors.I was tired of jumping with clothes and I bought a cute shabby on the sharrinary, which is dressed on alternating tasty scented clothes-chips. The beauty! I washed and forgot...and here the swabber was found by the husband.
I sit behind the compost, I don’t touch anyone, here the door opens from the pinch and my round spouse, whose maximum physical loads make up the movement from the compost to the refrigerator and back, rushes into the room with wild eyes and swaddling forward. Soon, he begins to shake the pool.
I: Oh what are you?? to
Evaluate what I found!! Is it cool??? Are you a toilet soap? What about the corridor? And the bedroom?? to
Without waiting for an answer, he picked up the floor a little more... then the door... his MONITOR, and ran away, waving the sword in an unknown direction....

And I thought about the development of a radio-controlled vacuum cleaner and a racing machine... well what? Let’s play ? ? ?