<Morrygan> I hate him.
<Ctacka> what is it again? (= the
<Morigan> I cut the salad and he comes in. With bint, watt, and green.
<Morigan[plures]> I am distracted from salad, O_o
<Morigan[sweet]> O_O
<Morigan> and I am distracted and cut to blood with a knife!!! to
<Morrygan> and he is "guy-guy, I knew!! (= " and stretches me a watt and a green, scuco
<Morrygan> But if he didn’t come, I’t be hit!!! to
<Ctacka> so you’re sad about it so far?
<Morrigan[suffers]> No, I cooked the food here, I got a little hurt. :(

We lie somehow with a girl, she put her head on my chest and thoughtfully said so "The best pillow, and niibet!". and pause. "While..."

xy
What are your pants?

xx
If I say red boxers, it will be unromantic, and if I say circular strings, it will not be true.

xxx: The hernia this inets.....I have my brother 24 Mbps.
Yyy: And I have a fucking 24cm... and niibet.
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XXX: The X-Files
Honest singer
XXX: The Tea Tree
Yyy: Bite the bread
XXX: The Salad
yyy: buchni beer
XXX: The Fuck
Tagged: smoking
XXX: Salmon of tuna
Go to Race
XXX: Start from the end
yyy: pni of the seller
8 Smell of Eggs
Yyy: Push off the torch
XXX: The shooter
Yyy: Love the Father
XXX: Feeding the Puppy
Tagged: male male
XXX: The Cappuccino
YYY : OO
Fuck, you have won.

I don’t understand the French! How does Moscow work?? to
hhh: here we have one such in communion... month we study with him "Good day", "Hello", "Thank you", "Beautiful", "Please"
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Five minutes later, I forgot everything.
But it was worth once.
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah I turned my foot and turned on the street and walked "ACHTYJABANNYYTINAHUY, fucking!"
The fucker repeated it. Word in word!!! to
xxxh: and went then the wicked so happy... on the whole street with his idiotic accent sang "Oh bleachy, oh bleachy, oh bleachy... Hahaha!"
The people are coming to meet... and they are not looking at him, but at me! I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life.)

AQva: Landing with a round parachute is like jumping from a refrigerator 1.25 meters high, nothing complicated. WOOOOOOOT
Futher Funes: 1.70 m
Futher Funes: The back. with eyes closed
Futher Funes: attached to the luster)))
Futher Funes: and then this luster will drag you half a mile on a fresh-blown field
Theme: 8-)

4:00 am: You are so strong, so smart, so brave.
16:01 She: You are so brave, you smell so good.
16:03 I've never met a man like you before.
16:05 she: you are the best, you have such a pop, such a figure...
16:06 he: It is a nasty ugliness!
16:06 she is:
16:25 he: I didn’t say stop!

Childhood ends when they are called not to eat, but to cook.

Dear, do you remember 1.5 years ago I picked up your suitcases and asked you to leave my life? Go back to the suitcase, right? Really nothing to go with!

The silent cosmos flourished through the streams of systematic signals, the distant stars, as if awakened from sleep, radiated in all directions ordered information, and the earth's radio waves were filled with alien voices.
The universe was a battle filled with intelligent life.
Theories crumbled, the hysterics of the professor fought, the chief priests of various religions scratched their beards... And the sysadmin of a small firm from a provincial town broke the beer from the bench, looked at the evening sky and thoughtfully said, “Oh! We were broken...”

I forgive him. May God be his judge... and sooner!! to

It was days ago.

It was the end of the month of the strike work of a group of Italian comrades at our factory. Everything needed was opened, arranged, valuable instructions were given.
And we have to say that drinking and the grandmothers are not stupid at all, as it is appropriate for real Italians: daily after work - cabbage, vodka, turkeys. The last evening was marked quite strikingly: the restaurant where I left them flowed smoothly into the sauna with the girls and it all ended shortly before the hour X. The hour X is 5 in the morning, when I went for them to the hotel to take them to Moscow, on the plane.

I load the bodies into the car – and forward. Not exactly the body. A month of adaptation has done its job: they sit pale, bread a mineral, try not to move their head, but almost alive.

Going through the pharmacy:
– Oh! Alessandro, keep the brakes!
Well, I understand the situation parking nearby, we go to the pharmacy together.
by Enrico:
Enrico, what do we get? Alcatraz is a mineral?
and no. and Viagra.
My mouth to my ears:
Stop talking, Rico.
Oh, you are funny. I want to prove to my wife that I missed her.

The housewife called a popular radio program, in which the host helped the listeners solve their problems:
I found a skins in the basement of my house! How to expel him from there?
- Make a path of bread crumbs from your basement to the back yard, -
proposed by the leader. This will save you from the beast.
One hour later, the woman called in even more troubled feelings:
I did as you said, now I have two in the basement.
Scoundra!

I talk to my friend on the phone:
I: Do you want to test the power of your imagination?
Q: Oh yeah!
I: Give me 20 ways to use the brick!
P (here is also joyful): it can be rubbed on the threshold!
I: You may not continue...

KissKisska: For the first time I went to my own. I thought he was normal.
LegnA: What is wrong?
KissKisska: He fed a cat with me... He brought him a bowl, stood before him on his knees and said the guy brought food, oh great.
LegnA :
KissKisska: Then he ran into the room and told me to run away until his eye looked.
LegnA: What is his name?? to
KissKisska: Sauron, it seems like that.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! to

With KMP:

I was chosen by extraterrestrials as an intermediary to establish contact with the Earth. In the past year, I have been removed from the planet five times. My mission is to bring to mankind the knowledge that the alien mind possesses. I can tell the world the mystery of intergalactic movements, force radiation, the fourth dimension, the absolute mirror! But no one believes me. I addressed research institutions, individual scientists, wrote letters to the President and the Minister of Defense, posted information on the Internet. Ordinary people even refuse to listen to me, especially when they learn that I was in a psychiatric clinic for a while. My diagnosis does not correspond to reality. It’s been more than six years, and I still can’t live up to the hopes placed on me by the aliens... the CMP!

The guy here tricks the aliens, and you all fuck...

I look at myself in the mirror and I feel like I have French roots.
xxx: by the line of Quasimodo

Commentary on FKontakte

Have you housed a rat?
Kire, you are a rat. This is a horse.)
In fact, I was talking with the chorus...
Three is down =)

I will soon be 25 years old!
YYY: I’ll come to you on a daytime with a poster:"Half-life behind – look what’s ahead!")))
XX: Somewhat sad (A certain age at once...
YYY: OK, how do you "four centuries-not a boundary for man!"
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YYY: All!I understood!Then so: "With 0,025 millennium - a loud drinking with songs will mark!"
XXX: O_o...