Everything goes in a spiral.
I remember the times when it was forbidden to dance lambada at school discos. In Orenburg, by the way. I’m silent about the clip with the beach and the children dancing lambada.

Andrei was sold for eighty-four.
The dollar I bought for a hundred.
Who will repay the losses, we ask.
None is

We had one day a walking girl who came for an exam in saraphan and chicken. When the senior asked her, “Nastia, do you know at least what exam did you come to?” she answered, “Culture, Hule.”
XXX: I gave it to five.

Russians, remember, after external enemies always follow the traitors of the Motherland.

A friend told me a story that happened to him five years ago.
It was on one of the streets of the city. He stopped at the red lighting signal behind the "ten". The green signal burned, the "ten" gives up in the rear and squeezes into the front of his car. In the car was a young and very handsome lady, who at the arrival of the DPS staff stated that it was not her fault, and my acquaintance on the lighthouse knocked the car from behind. There was no registrar, witnesses too, and no one believed him, and a protocol was drawn up with his guilt.
Thank God, the girl was completely frozen, and after drawing up the protocol, she sat in the car and repeated her twist backwards again in the bumper of a friend in front of the eyes of the DPS employees who were about to leave. Protocol is rewritten. The ladies were full.

When acquainted with the video recording of the performance of the Orenburg dance school-studio "Bees and Winnie Pooh" in the Investigative Committee, about a hundred employees were aroused.

The love of English words for illiterate people is a fairy tale.
Today one employee brought lunch to work according to his words in "LAUNCH-BOXE" >.<. He did not know where the red button was.

One girl, when she was learning the right French kiss, was given a chocolate every time.
It has been five years, but every time she is given chocolate, the girl is wildly embarrassed and turns red.
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Are you confused with French?

I found nine bugs.
To please him
A tune of ten dollars.
Revo

In the young month of April, snow falls in the old park.

Bees in citations about religion, bees in citations about dances.
Fuck the bees.

xx: Something after these steam fish-vegetables you want to eat, as if you did not eat
Xy: They’re all demons inside of you, don’t listen to them.)
But the demons are hungry! As a good hostess, I have to feed my guests.

Equal assistance is promised to currency and ruble mortgages.

The same will be applied to X.

And yet, Andrew is amazing. He can support people in difficult times.
YYYYYYYYYYYYY I think if he goes into the office, and there is a man in a chair and with his head in the loop, he will say something like “Well, you are... Don’t stretch.”

About the bees:

The whole essence of democracy is the freedom to do what you want, as long as you do not disturb others. You specifically don't like this dance - don't watch, and don't give your children to such dances. Other people like – let them and their children dance, it’s their right. This is not forbidden anywhere in the law. I am personally outraged by the fact that the state decides for parents which dances to dance to their children. And the fact that I’t give my daughter to such dances doesn’t mean that it’s forbidden to everybody.

by 17054
Do not wear a coat, you will become Neo
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You are an eleven-year-old hysterical, regardless of your biopole and biological age, and not a black coat. Looking at Kosovo? Look at who you want, likewise. Joking and bullying? Joke and respond. And with thumbs on the superior forces for the fact that "not so looked at" or rjut - it sooner or later you are so accustomed that not to black coats and white coat will become.

Mmm... never ever? Even if she is 30 years old? Will she obey?
And the fact that your daughter can walk on the street (being thirty years old, we will not aggravate), men can look at her and imagine how, in what poses and for how long - it doesn't bother you?
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I will say more.
It is possible that the daughter will walk on the street, look at the men and think how they will be her in different poses... or she will be theirs... or other women...
The horror...
Not going out on the street)

Prices delight the eye that when I see such prices, I cry. And running tears moisten the eyes well, preventing dryness and painful fatigue.

In the sick sins of pedophiles... that is, forgiveness, advocates of morality - there already, at least, contained an underground pritoon, where small cute schoolgirls were held in silk, kidnapped from families and taking out passports, and forced to dance before the same pedophiles - e-e, that is, advocates. Interested people used to look for the root cause of the shout and-and-woal! We found a dance of girls who were small and cute, at best, five years ago, performing in front of their own parents, who came there quite voluntarily and did not jump onto the stage in the urge to take a little blood out of this "unrighteousness", but boil from indignation some generally left-wing uncles and aunts. "Why is cheese-bor?" asked normal people - and - about strange! Pedophiles-rejoicing began to call "pedophiles" those whose heads are all right and who do not see in the flower drawn by children allegory I.
The invincible logic of a bright cosmic-religious future, what!

And yes, if a fifteen-year-old looks and paints like a thirty-year-old, then she, of course, still cannot be fucked, but to look at her as a woman is no pedophilia.

When I see the phrase "I thought a lot" at the end of the quote, I immediately want to shout out: "Finally!"