xxx: I've been looking for your cooking forum for a long time. What can be done quickly and cheaply?
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X: Yes, so you should go to Germany, there would be something to buy a house there.
The house is cheaper than ours.
Y: Among other
Y: and more paid work
y: the only minus-threatening bodies
y: but it compensates for German beer)

she has so long kissed and kissed my cat, the eyes on his mouth expressed suffering and despair... I tell her: "he just finished licking his ass, tired, let the kisses go, let rest," so even her teeth didn't go to brush, so she left.

Do you know why I don’t smoke?
There is an ancient computer game, "foreign against predator". There was an episode where two soldiers stood in the guard. One such "smoking-I", the other "early or later smoking will kill you", that "good". He goes away, so he starts smoking.
[21:43:59] Oleg: And there is a huge block of iron on top of it. On the block is written "new smoking"
[21:44:19] Oleg: Every time I thought of smoking, I remember it

Alexx
Do you love Coney?

xxxx
Is this a kind of dog?

Alexx
Do you like to lick your hole with your tongue?

xxxx
Which of?

Alexx
And both...

xxxx
The nose?

(Comment on the new main character Transformers 3 on CG)
Fuck, terrible woman (I’m not about beauty).
She has the same face expression on all the photos.
The trance crashes the city - she looks thoughtfully away.
Whitwiki grapples at her - she reflectively looks at the distance.
A robot of unprecedented size flies over her head - she reflectively looks at the distance.
She is like a bear. You will never guess what she has in mind.

XXX is Andrew! What are you?
YYY: I
XXX: Going to the Village!! to

How do you feel about Veronica?
Just like GTA4.
In the sense that it is beautiful, interesting and pleasant?
In the sense, it brakes and is demanding not in measure.

And again, the crowds of these dwarfs in sunglasses in the subway!

Justice is when satiated people eaters judge hungry people eaters for human eating.

The Seven by Dorian Gray
I lived in Lviv in an old Polish house. All the neighbors knew each other as licked and generally coexisted friendly. In joy - envious and outraged, in sorrow - instantly rushed to help, all like everyone else.
But one uncle stood out sharply on a common background. His name was Pan Yuzik and he was a party and Soviet worker. Yuzik was distinguished by a fucking character and the same appearance: thin legs, pulse, chest...
The chief was he apparently big – one day I saw how Yuzik, with all the people, put our district at the stand “miraculously” and with his powerful party voice polished him with a matte...
One night, the militia expelled seven quiet drunkards from our house, and half a year later, a simple village grandmother settled in their empty apartment and, in combination, Yuzika’s mother.
To fear our "servant of the people", the neighbors became even more, and to respect - less.

But Yuzik had one stunning quality, for which he was appreciated and tried to embrace him - it was the attitude to his car.
Around the year 83, Yuzik entered our courtyard on a new "seven". No one has seen the Seven before. From other courtyards came to see the miracle of the automotive industry, we even stumbled in front of other guys:
- This is the car of our Mr. Yuzik, and in your courtyard there is no such thing.
“Servants of the people,” as is the case, must try – is there no poison in the master’s bite? But they preferred to start the tasting with household cars and black caviar, well, not the point.
Years went by and Yuzik became a universal authoritative. Just what is the question of extending the life of the battery or how to tune out new balls? - immediately ran to him and Yuzik was willing to give cloudy advice on protecting the car from unforgiving time... Now the fig, and then the "gigol" stood exactly like an apartment, so he was obliged to ride his owner's whole life, and then pass to his grandchildren in heritage...
But the years went by, the country changed, not only the “seven” of Yuzik. Everything also shone, flew, and nothing in it grumbled or sneezed, once a week Pan Yuzik like a stick - carefully washed it out of the hose, but no one ever saw him lying under the car.
Party workers don’t crack and their cars don’t break, point.
The year 1991 came.
A year like a year, only Yuzik for some reason stumbled, grabbed a yellow-blue badge and quietly dropped to the United States. And his faithful "seven" was still as sadly standing under the windows waiting for the owner... It was a miracle, but the car looked the same as in the distant 83.
It was recorded by Mr. Yuzika’s mother and she, not thinking long, sold it.
Seven to my neighbor. All the courtyard as appropriate washed the purchase and asked about the price of the question. Having heard the number, the men stumbled inappropriately:
- Yeah, something expensive you took, you would trade, yet eight years is
age for the car... but although money inflation kills every day,
The car is in excellent condition, okay.
The happy owner of the "seven" barely holding a smile - waited for a break and said: on the occasion of eight years - there is a small nuance: Mommy Yuzika told me everything: it turns out - this chicken poop starting from the 83rd, every year in his office at the state price bought a new "seven" of the same color, and the old sold twice as expensive, so that this car was six months old of all, and the eight-year-old in it only numbers...

The party worker should be an example of humility in the home.

According to the government, there is a shortage of skilled workers.
According to workers, the country lacks a qualified president.

Those who constantly oppress the current Russian authorities and complain that life is getting worse year after year.

I have lived in Germany for 10 years. Once every two years I visit Russia, and every time I am surprised that the streets are becoming cleaner, the cities are better arranged, and the standard of life is rising. All of my former fellow riders ride in cool cars, almost everyone already has their own housing, and at least once a year they go somewhere to rest. I work as an accountant and I get 1,500 euros. Exactly half I give for the apartment (I take a double in the old house). At the price of gasoline at 1.65 euros per liter (work in 30 km), for cigarettes at 5 euros per pack, and with generally expensive products nothing remains. I drive a 15-year-old Toyota (taken solely for savings reasons). Living in Thailand is unrealistic for me. So compare it. In such a short time to pull the country out of the shit-it says a lot. Fuck the fuck.

Sorry for the UHG, but maybe whoever plays.

I remember a cousin told me when he was in school:

of Easter. A festive atmosphere in the school. One body decided in advance on the mill to cut out the egg, paint it and come to school with such a megabit, in order to win everyone that day. But he didn’t realize that he wasn’t the only one who was so smart. Well, he walks, he walks, all around the eggs are already beaten, and then the culmination comes. These two imbeciles met, decided to say, let’s go, chest... A loud sound of a tree on the whole school. The curtain. Then they were taken away by the angry crowd of deceitful people))))

As a child, I was always worried that there were no songs about my name, but after the song "Alena will" she realized that thanks to God...

A study by British scientists, which took about two years and £250,000, found that bowling is a very dangerous entertainment.
As the Daily Mail writes, it was possible to find out that playing bowling, children or adolescents can start running on the tracks and eventually get stuck in the mechanism that sets the kegels. The publication notes that such cases have not been recorded before, however, according to scientists, there is a high likelihood of such situations.
This is where the money of the taxpayers goes :)

Go with a friend on the street. Through go students of class 3-4 and beastly mothers. A friend, not thinking long, responds to the nearest back of the head with the sacramental phrase: "Don’t mother, bleat!!!!!!1111". What will you say here?

Boy and Girl (wow):
XXX: Are you beautiful?
YYY : thank you!

I sit down to control base 1C 7.7:
Function to obtainTable Distribution
attempted creation
Attempting to Mean

I can’t control this base anymore... no matter what the module, I’m hysterical under the table.
My base looks like Pinkie and Brain wrote.

XHH: Sanek, I accidentally hit the cable with the foot of the chair there, it seems to have broken, sorry.
Admin is forgiving.