Yesterday the former congratulated with the 2nd anniversary of the beginning of sexual life...

In this regard, ZRA:
I cannot fail to answer:
to this:
to this:
Many people know that cyanide potassium smells like mosquitoes... but few people know that it is sweet to taste!
and----
The blue... the blue?
and----
In theory, it will soon be a few idiots less :D
and----
He is really bitter...
— — — —
He has no taste.

The news of the ban on metal in Belgorod reached the main internet media, including. The video. I listened to the metal clips there (who compared this hernia with Deep Purple?He looked at these rows with clear signs of degradation, and thought, “They were rightly forbidden.” With such "metal" and pops.

Metallica and Rainbow fans, 35 years old.

P.S If it turns out to be the best, there are still people among metalists for whom music is more than the background noise of vodka and grass. Probably they will be old men. Remember the words of Artemy of Troy:

I think the music situation today is very different from what was in the 1950s, 1960s, and 1970s. Music in itself was a great phenomenon. Now music has gone to the backdrop, so it is natural that great bands like the Beatles or the Rolling Stones, great personalities like Elvis, or Lennon, or Morrison, now, in principle, can not be.

I walk around the street, enjoy the sun and look at the gentle popander in front of the girl walking in front of me. To this girl comes an energetic aunt of Jehovah’s Witnesses and begins to actively induce something. I walk past them and hear the dialogue.
The Dark Lord is already among the people and is looking for innocent souls to convert to his faith!
What the girl responds with a well-set voice with threatening intonations and pathos:
You are trying in vain, you little ones. You cannot stop me. The world will collapse in two years.
And I went further, past the stumbling aunt and me, headed to the subway. No other than innocent souls went to look for)))

<Dinas`busy> found the shampoo
<Dinas`busy> "length and strength"
<Dinas`busy> not well caneshna malavirayatna
<Dinas`busy> but decided the palm not just the head.

We sit on a bench with friends and play words.
Tag: the road
Tagged: Armageddon
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
ZZZ: When is it? O_O

Boys, this Wednesday I have the first GOS exam, the next Wednesday, the second GOS, the next Wednesday the defense of the diploma.
All Happy Sessions

I understand what your problem is: you’re too serious. A smart face is not yet a sign of mind, gentlemen. All the nonsense on earth is done with this expression of the face. You smile gentlemen. Smile to!

Do you think a man can get up his hair?
It must! A thinking person simply has to do this from time to time.

She fled me two years ago.
To be honest, I would have done the same in her place.
That’s why I don’t marry you, but Martha.

I was told that he was a smart man.
There is little talk about man.
Be like everyone else, Charlie. I am praying!
How is all? What do you say? Not flying on the nuclei, not hunting mammoths, not copying with Shakespeare.

A man destroyed a family, expelled a wife with a child from the house!
What a child! I am an officer!
He drove out his wife with an officer.

You have a girlfriend for good health. Now everyone has lovers. But it is not allowed to marry them. It is immoral!

There are couples created for love, we were created for divorce.

This is wonderful! Don’t be so tragic, my dear. Look at it with your own sense of humor... with humor! In the end, Galileo also denied us.
That’s why I’ve always loved Giordano Bruno more.

© "That’s the same Munchhausen"

We have in the local location of moderns and administrators so severe that for the mat in the chat they do not bathe, but come personally to e@alo split.

Discussion of Substances:

XX: I ask, what do I need to do to clash with angels?
Tagged: Orthodoxy

He: You... So gentle, graceful... Like a cat. Flexible, tender but dangerous. And your eyes are amazing: cat...you are a mystery girl.
You look like a fish from a submarine brother! and %)))

To entertain a girl, you have to like her, and to like her, you have to entertain her.

Co-authors

I had a case in my graduate youth. I put a couple of articles in one collection. And the editor tells me, say, we cannot have two works in one issue at once, except that one of them with a co-author will be. Here and insert the co-author - then I will take both, and so - down. Put the pen and write in. These are rules, I don’t know.

What a shit, I think. What idiot makes such rules? Even though...what’s especially amazing here, for the first time. It is hard to surprise us at all. Disputing is useless. All in all, I spit and decided to insert someone, I will not leave.

And whom? The question. I did it myself, I wrote it myself. Who will help the graduate? Yes, they all just smelled nerds... Except that my beloved, wise and astute cat Vasily, participated as much as he could. On the table, the worker lay, he warmed under the lamp, scratched, scratched the papers under him. He dropped a pen on the floor a few times for a joke. The songs sang to me. He helped strongly. And I decided, in fairness, let him be a co-author.

The name is known, Vasily. Fatherhood, let it be in my name. We give him the name Cats. and entered. I immediately accepted the second article. And she went out. Co-author – Kotykov V. V. I cheated, I showed my friends, they also had fun. I bought Vasilia something delicious, noted with him. And I thought that the matter was over.

Anne is no. The first letter of my surname in the alphabet is further than K. And some citation systems are oriented not on the first author in the order of listing, but on the first in the alphabet. Send us the name V.
Kotikov come letters and invitations to various congresses and symposiums. Sometimes they called me too. Not always far away. I read all the invitations honestly to Vasily. Especially if the article is praised. He listened courteously to the matter and turned indifferently to the other side.
I said he was wise.

Here is a generation of cats who have never slept on a warm monitor in their lives.

And you know that a true samurai is able to determine by the sound of the falling leaflet of the sakura whether he wants to fight with the geisha today?

I don’t think I’ll give up (
Why decided so?
-Yes, recently when the bastion was coughing terribly, I had enough courage to scream "to shoot him finally".

“Don’t stick to me with this. If you want, pay a prostitute, and I won’t take this ugliness into my mouth!” and leaves the bedroom, knocking on the door. Half a minute later, her cousin enters the bedroom: "I heard your conversation and decided to meet."

It happened 25 years ago in a kindergarten. During the sunset, the educator was very upset if one of the children went to the toilet or, worse yet, cried in bed.
Something stuck me very hard. The idea did not work for the kids: to suck anywhere. Other than the sleeping neighbor's sandals could not be invented. But! The neighbor had to be as far away as possible – to remove all suspicions from himself.
Boy, it’s been 25 years, and I still remember your eyes when the teacher mocked you for your sandals. You never understood what happened.
By the way, I wrote in both sandals, because one was not enough.Forgive me boy, you were not to blame, I really am ashamed.

XX: Are you a fool?? to
WOW :?? to
xxx: when I asked you for a puzzle to take "a photo with us", I meant me with my girlfriend, not us with you in the bath!!! >_<

Vitalik, you are just a genius!! to
I would never have guessed that on request "shoot me beautifully" I will be taken to the tech store, take the best photocopy, put their card there and take a photo))