Yesterday my husband stabbed as I shaved his legs with his shave. Forced to buy a new one. The new breeze is even better!

XXX: What if sexual arousal?
yyy: “Sexual soil” – thought the pahar. And I struck her decisively.

M: Your cheeks are like a whirlwind,
I am crazy about them =)
by : =
My lips are like cherries.
Taste of food %-)
It is =)))
Your ears are patissons.
Tmin, crop, garlic salt,
All in the conserve.
Put on the table in a year.

From the ASCII.
zzz (11:12:45 26/03/2012)
Sanka bought Alice wooden letters on magnets, on the refrigerator now it is written - Harry to eat and an untouchable breastfeeding :)))

I go, I am so all rotting, new boots, a bag, a jacket... spring, that... a cable, high, expensive, slippery, and deep algae(( - I measured, drowned the bag, bulked in the loaf(( I’m not going to get rid of... when the ice is cold! It wasn’t a glamorous kiso, no damn to start! I didn’t like the shoes too much.

xxxx in the forest
XXX: Not just sleeping
XXX: lunix on the buck puts the buck, here and not sleep the buck

If you think that all men are goats, you can miss your deer.

We drove in a jiggle, the number mark is tied to a rope, the glass itself on the holes falls down - see the automatic system, so this jiggle sat in the pit, feeling like in a sinking ship, the water is filled, blinking up with bubbles, and the driver is upset that the new shoes will wet!!! A friend with wild rust, says we are sitting beetles in the teeth and forward, to the shore :-)

She is an Orthodox Catholic and does not believe in life after death.
Wow, that’s you that broke my brain now!! to

Still, it was a bad idea to answer the question "Why are your pants so dirty?" with the phrase "I wanted to fuck them!" :(

He said I was an original. Is it the same as a dude?? to

Olya: What happened to you there?
GREG: ligaments pulled in the leg, the most offensive - very painful when laughing :-D
GREG: I rise and stand, and from the fact that I stand - even more funny, in the end, I rise stronger and stand even stronger
GREG: Would you see who I was wearing this morning with rust and stones of socks on a sick leg?

Lisa: I realized that it was time to do epilation, when I stuck my hair with a lightning boots.

xxx: fucking, my girlfriend will kill me (( I fucked the fiancé (( I was in the hills at my house, pulled off to wash my hands, fell down, and it fell into the sexual gap ))
YYY: Beats with the head about the keyboard
Sasha is! Not in the sex gap, but in the gap in the floor!! to

And they take me, and take me, into the snowy da-a-al, six white horses, and six white horses: November, December, January, February, March, and April.

A commentary on one of the clips of Nirvana on TyTrub:

Kurt Cobain committed suicide three months after Bieber was born.

I am a pediatrician. I open the card of the patient, and there on the last page the member is drawn. And professionally, with all the details, obviously not a 3-year-old child painted. I ask his mom: WTF?
It turned out that they went to the urologist, and the urologist explained so clearly!

I recently sat at home and watched a movie with six people. I don’t remember the names, but erotic moments were present in it. And here in one of those moments shows the picture of... the... culmination, when both the guy and the girl at the same time... the... end. The girl spreads her hands to the sides, slowly throws back, her mouth is open in silent screaming, pleasure on her face. Suddenly a light bulb explodes in the room and the computer is cut off.
We sit in the dark, in the utmost stupor, and there is a quiet whisper:
This is an orgasm. I said, of course, that you can cut off from pleasure, but to be so... :)

Thanks to thrillers and horror films, there is such an idea that pale rural children do not have toys or interesting activities, so they are entertained by the fact that they are standing at the windows for hours to scare their pale rural appearance of visitors from the city.

You are right, but:
With such friends, enemies are no longer needed. If a dispute still comes, excellent knowledge of each other allows you to hit but painful points targeted. Half an hour of almost quiet conversation and you are no longer each other. There would be something in the beginning. Keep in mind, it happens.

I know, it happens. But if you really value each other, you will try not to bring it to that. If there is a major conflict (small everybody has), the chances of reconciliation are greater, because the conscience torments for its behavior.
For example, I am flammable like dust, and very ulcerative. Everyone, even the boss. Always on the roof. And with my husband, even if I am very angry, I put my long tongue in the tube, and out of the room, until I get out (well though, I leave very quickly), and I can't speak properly. Because if I tell him the ugliness in the flame, and I hurt, then I will bite myself. And he saves me the same way, I see. And it doesn’t matter whether we hit each other or not, we’t last for years.
Married life experience - 11 years, general dating experience - 14 years. I never regretted ever that I agreed to marry him. I never heard from him:"What hell I married!", although I am still a gift.
Happiness to you all! Sorry for the whole lecture.