The Hockey:

He smashed the ointment.
I thought I would go quickly.
H is there.

What have you just put on? "A song about crying"
- Actually "Romances about tears", but thank you for at least not "Particles about crying"...

Friendship is friendship, not even intimate. Absolutely.
And a friend, it is when the "girl" in all possible ways hints on a possible continuation and at the same time "dynamite".

Well yes yes yes. "Let’s go down to the coffee shop, eat hunting", "Do you want to go out with a company on [name_film]?", "I go on horses tomorrow, go together, it will be fun", "What do you do on the weekend? I plan to go to a concert in another city / in nature / at a festival / in the zoo / for an exhibition, don't you want a comania?", "Lesha, I have cranes, I have a cat died, help distract" - here are just a few of the examples that for some reason the vast majority of male individuals from 16 to 45 considered a hint to continue. Cheers to you, dear ones? And why did the female friends perceive exactly the same proposals adequately, rather than as lesbian podcats? In a spermatoxic, any offer to spend time together, and even just a conversation from boredom, is already a hint for continuation. It’s not a girl’s problem, believe me.
And yes, an important clarification for lovers to build guesses. I never talked about paying my bills or anything else, and all these people knew this very well from their previous experience of communicating with me.
I agree with the previous commentator. The girl in most cases just wants to be friends, and you go everywhere with your piss.

The doctor prescribed a tomography. At the family council, they discussed whether to do it immediately for money or sign up for free. On the evening in the news story that the mummy from the Pushkin Museum was examined on a tomograph.

I: Here mummies free tomography done.

Timothy (9 years old): So she waited!

XXX: Hello

YYYYYYYYYYYYYYY I am okay, I do nothing. I do not owe money.

XXX: Go and go!

The story happened before the New Year. I go to Ashan to shop, and two guys follow me on the sidewalk. And they discuss their friend quite loudly, and the Caucasian accent and characteristic words, such as "brother" at each appeal, are heard quite clearly. The guys are young, talking in addition to the "chicks" twists. And then there is a phrase that I hadn’t expected to hear: “Brother, I’m telling him – what kind of doctor will you be if you hit the neuroscience?” And somehow the warmth in the soul became that it was not just a boy, but a man who already understands the value of education.

and cats

Initially, some wild cats began to stay near human settlements for a simple reason: together with people in the settlements were inhabited by pests rodents, which were much easier to look for and catch.
But people, seeing the benefits of cats, began to gradually taunt them. But in our time, cats already train people who feed them, breed them, and so on. And cats, whose age reaches 20 years, are now not as rare as, at least, 50 lt ago.

Would you better tell me, was it the man who forced the wild cat to evolve into a quiet and quiet cat so that it could be smoothed and pressed, or was it the cat who forced the wild man to evolve into a smart and working man so that he could take better care of the cats?

The director should be like Sisadmin. I came to the company, set up everything in 2-3 months, continue to watch football and do not bother.

After university I got to work at NPS "Lysychansk" (oil pumping station) in the mechanical and technological service for the position of master on repair of technological installations. My immediate boss was Vladimir Nikolayevich Silkovy (the name is such), a man with a great sense of humor and mechanical engineer.
Nikolayich (as he was called by all the slider workers) had a severe vision defect, specifically - myopia (myopia), which made him wear glasses with very thick glasses. We called them “high pressure glasses.” Nikolayich was very embarrassed to wear these glasses, but without them he really saw nothing! Thus e. He did not distinguish faces, and most importantly, reacted only to movement (almost like a dinosaur :)).
I saw it once in my own eyes. We were sitting in the smoking room with the slugs, smoking, and here someone notices Nicholas, who is heading to us. Everyone quickly silenced and freezed. Well, I am showing my fist - say, stand still, be silent and don't move!
Nikolaich goes into the smoking room, looks carefully, squeezing (and he was without glasses) and gives out: "Damn... there is no one... Where are the people?" I barely held back to not hang out in the whole voice. Nicholas did not really see us. I realized that this has happened several times.
After a while, Vladimir Nikolaevich decided to do laser vision correction. Few people knew about this (and I learned at all by chance: I met him at the train station, buying a ticket to Kiev - to make a correction on the weekend). In general, Nikolaich did a vision correction, came to work on Monday and immediately went to the smoking room. I was sitting there, waiting for the reaction of the working people :)
Everyone saw the suitable Nikolaich, quickly froze, silenced. They sit and wait until he turns and leaves. Nikolayich approached, made a surprised face and began to look closely at the people. Then he said, “Are you blasphemous, how did the fools disperse here?“”
Without moving, the instrumentarist asked, "Nikolaich, and you, what, do you see us?"
Nikolai said loudly, “Of course, shit! Your magic no longer works. March to work invisible people!”

The bomb asks:
What is it like to humiliate yourself every day for the sake of copies in order to prolong your futile existence?
I never worked as a manager.

I downloaded from the router the game that I have on the disk.
I didn’t want to get up from the chair.

− Damn, chtο should I tell him τeπer?
− The truth.
− Whatιο is the truth?
− Well I don’t know... Think of itτο-something.

I checked out the old documents and found a wonderful certificate. I keep in memory.
In the early 1990s, he obtained a gun permit. Accordingly, certificates from district dispensaries from a narcologist and a psychiatrist. And here the psychiatrist writes to me that I have "...no contraindications against wearing, storing and applying..."
So if I shoot anyone, I have a certificate, the doctor allowed me.

A generation that walked in the winter without hats gave birth and raised a generation that walked in the winter in hats... but without socks.

The era of adjectives, cheese product, meat, kefir, has nothing to do with the substantive of the original.

Comments under the video with the train that passes by the snowed platform, counting the screaming on the phones:
xxx: however - what a fox, who went away themselves, and did not call the phone cockroaches!
Tagged with: introvert, sir

The statuette of the golden troll this year leaves for naturopathy! No, not for naturophobia, but for the gentle conviction that half a century ago was supposedly safer. Especially delighted was the statement that it was enough time for the Sun to change substantially.

And now let’s rape this battle with the palm oil hater who a couple of months ago swallowed synthetic food here in networked supermarkets!

Sphinx in the ass. And what you described is just a rubbish on thugs.
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You will be surprised, but the mouth hole from an anatomical point of view is also a sphincter. This will be confirmed by any doctor who has properly attended classes. Not from the "Generation EGE", of course.

To this:
Ladies and gentlemen, let me know which diameters are you considering? Do you have scratched connections in your ass or may your waste of life activity be carved out? You won’t believe it, but the rest are much easier. Stretch the trousers well forward. Then let go. Difference in diameter? This is the sphincter.

This is a divine description 😉