We have an ideal family. The husband is a swint, he really does not notice the dirty toilet, drops on the mirrors, dust on the shoes... a bunch of cats will go around on the machine, but will not remove it, because in his consciousness it will not be reflected, he is busy with serious thoughts... And I have poor vision! It’s very bad, and I just don’t see it...yes, we don’t get cleaned up...

There was a universal answer to "we invite you not a free survey".
Do you collect Russian biomaterials for the CIA? Leave your phone number and you will be called back".

By the way, the multiples. Don’t you think Grandma Boniface is a male?

Just she was born in the Lermont times:
"And Terek, jumping like a lion with a crumbling bush on the hill"...

222 Okay, she’s just old and has a hormonal failure. Like hair in women.
222 op-pa, it turns out, lions sometimes grow hrivna if there are problems with the ovaries. But they are infertile. Probably the grandmother adopted the father or mother of the future circus artist))
111 Or in her youth she played the roles of a travertine, and she played
222 is true. This is an artistic family, who hasn’t worked anywhere – in the circus, in the cabaret, in the cinema! The Bohemian Lion Family
What, however, does not differ in any way from my original version of Lermont’s ball of epochs.

Yes, grandmother is not necessarily mom or dad’s mom. It might be their aunt. Or an uncle who considers himself a aunt and the family respects his choice.
Either a mom’s dad or a dad’s dad who considers himself a mom and the family respects her choice.
333 is well. Somehow yes.
In general, the most important thing in the family is respect.

555 Just the artist painted it with Pushkin. This was the first thing that came into his mind with the words “African ancestors.”

I’m not too old to be insecure anymore. Life has taught me to be insecure about others.

The more money invested in education, the less police and guards are needed.

and vice versa.

Crimea, Eupatoria, a warm summer evening, a young couple walks in Frunze Street. The sculpture “Resting Heracles”. A monument without complicated allegories: a muscular wart collapsed at the entrance to the sea.
This is who? The girl asks her companion.
Frunze, the young man responds. The street is Frunze.
Well yes. Why is she naked? The lady is surprised.
- So not Murmansk, - laughs the satellite, - it is hot - here it is naked.

- Vladimir Vladimirovich, would you take the driver of your car a person who has no driving practice and does not know the device of the car?
No, I am not a suicide.
So why did you appoint a lawyer, Medvedev, who does not know how to manufacture, to manage the economy of a huge difficult country, even in difficult times?

This is an evil dog! The young man told the girl clinging to the entrance wall while Alice and I were passing by.
Not evil but fucking. I corrected it.
Because there is a difference.

Such usually give up after the phrase "mam, if you do not like the girls I choose - choose yourself". The next candidate is well suited.
Although what religion prevents me from choosing a girl who would like my mom, I don’t know...
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Fuck they don’t give up! The only way is to make her suspect for a while that you like guys... Then there is a chance that any girl will like her ;-)

And on the second point - suddenly, some guys want to choose a girl for themselves, not for their mom...

You read the cleaning machine and it seems that it is a dispute about whether a lot of effort and time should be spent on cleaning. But at the bottom, it’s just about pigs and purse. Cleansers know that the splashes of fat in the kitchen from the bowl are wiped out for a long time and roughly, the pigs do not notice these splashes and do not see the need to blow up the tiles every weekend. The same with the washing of the microwave, refrigerator, multivarker, door, pen, all possible shelves, and the list is actually huge. Once a year the pigs notice that it has become somehow dirty and spend two full weekends on general cleaning (well or not spend). But if the pig is a husband, and the cleaner is a wife, then she will be stunned by this cleaning, and he is not able to evaluate the effort, because the dirt has not noticed. In his understanding, the apartment was clean and remained clean. Who is right here.

Childhood is gold

And the girl learns how this guy at 3 years of age cried over some soulful song, which was played on TV, and at 4 years of age described himself in guests with aunt Tamara. And, of course, after this, the girl, having broken up, just ceases to perceive the guy as a man.

That’s your business, of course, but I think you’ll find such a girl right away. If the usual for a child is perceived as if in childhood you were catching on the frost - it will only get worse, the brain will be eaten.
About "perceive a guy as a man" I don’t even want to comment. The hard-built macho image dissipated like smoke as soon as my mom called me a grandson.

Hunger is necessary!

But not clothes. It is enough to straighten it well and shake it strongly before hanging.

And then go and chew the cat, the back to the wife / husband, the child on the head. Good luck to you!

xxx: I have a friend who taught his shepherd to get on the couch. And she didn’t come in until the owner’s home. Even at night. But when they went to work, they always saw a happy face in the window. The dog could only look out the window from the couch.

A new girl has been hired as a designer. She brought a cactus to work, named Heralt. A month has passed, I ask - and why does Geralt not bloom? The girl, after thinking for a moment, says:
All is normal, witches are infertile.

Life in Russia is a quest. Yesterday announcement at the entrance door: Tomorrow in connection with the repair of the gas pipeline will be disconnected from 8:00 to 17:00. I go to the bathroom this morning at 10 a.m. No cold water! No hot water! I go to the kitchen and I have gas.

One of my friends has a hobby. He rides on test drives.

He tells us which cars he was riding over the weekend. Comparing them. With a smart look, the brains of sales managers are spinning on the phone. It ranges from Lada to Mercedes. The main thing is to allow the test drive to pass.

He is not going to buy a car at all, he just likes to ride, he likes how he is licked by managers in salons, he likes the imaginary sense of solidity and with a superstitious view on the street to say, "This car is shit, I was driving it."

I was lost once in my childhood. I remember this case. Mom was in the line, and I was looking at the shelf on the side. I turn my head and see my mom go out shopping. Everyone was wearing a coat in the winter. As I then noticed the woman had exactly the same coat as my mom and I saw her from the back I thought it was my mom and went to her. We go and I ask my mom, “Mom, where are we going?” Here a woman turns around and I am surprised to see that this is another aunt. With screams and screams, I ran back from her, and I couldn’t find the way back to the store anymore – I was about four years old. I remember only a huge street full of people and there is no mother anywhere. Phobos and Deimos. I scream to Mom and run down there. And then a police officer grabs me by the hand and says with a smile, “It’s your mom!“He points back. As my mother later told me, she only paid for the purchase, and I didn’t. He jumped out on the street and ran looking. And then she sees me down the street as I run and scream and I don’t hear her calls. A police officer stopped me. For a long time I could not calm down and no longer leave my mother.

Let us now move to our present. The Soviet Union is not long ago. I am 28 years old. My mother and I go home on the bus. I went out of work and my mother came to see my sister and now we go home. Autumn is late. All in jackets. I slept a little. Opening my eyes, I see at the stop village N-sk I see my mother in her red jacket going to the exits. I slowly wonder, so who of the relatives lives in N-sk? Like no one. Is my mom going out? Confused the stop? I get up from the seat and go to the exit and raise my head loudly, “Mom, where are you?” Here a woman turns around and I see that she’s wrong and she’s also wearing a jacket like her mom. I turn around and see my mother sitting on the front seat, I just didn’t see her from behind the back of the chair. He looks at me laughing and asks, “Well, what again?” It was so shameful and funny at the same time. Years later, he repeated his mistake. The rest of the way we remembered that childhood incident and laughed.

and simpler
The Exit

Stretch it stronger – and you can’t smooth it.
By the way, clothes also apply - if you choose to wear.

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By the way, and women are concerned - if she is tightened, then both of them are pooher, and the underwear is not frozen under them ;-)

Well, a man just needs to eat and fuck off the ideal woman. And the ideal man consists of such contradictory hoodies that no Boston Dynamics can program.

To eat, to chew, so that she didn’t sit on her neck – earned a little less than him, children were, and healthy and fed, at home so that it was clean, the look of the goods, of course, must beined – the ass there pumped, the butt removed, the legs shaved, of course, silent so that all the time and with everything agreed, yes. And that’s more and nothing needs to be done – what’s that difficult?

Alcohol does not make you better.

As for tea, there is no point either.

Alcohol at least tries!