But now Sergei Polonsky for "particularly large sizes" would have awarded confiscation of property. The islands in the Gulf of Siam. They are automatically becoming Russian... There is a sea port and an airbase being built... How tempting.

There are weak women! Real men live in caves.
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All in all, yes. From conception to birth you are weak, so you live in a lady.
Then you get out of the lady, grow up, become a man - and into the cave.

Nico I don’t know.
As a working mother of many children, I have the right to be proud that two years ago I was entertained for a month at the housewives forum.
You are chickens!

xxx: my wife and I were born on the same day (in our time on this soil and met), our ancestry is the same - so it coincided.
Everything was fine until Game of Thrones came out on the screen.

If your sandwich falls black caviar down, then life has succeeded.

told the former worker.
The case was in the 1970s, brought to the USSR a company of youth from African countries, shorter than those, where, according to the knowledge of Soviet people for breakfast, butters with humanity eat and all kinds of tumba-yumba.
They were settled in a camp (pioneer) and in order to enlighten them and their "headquarters" by the Soviet system, somewhere they wrote out a batch of televisions, and put them in general chambers.
The black guys showed a vivid interest in them, ticking their fingers into the screen, and were especially interested in the mechanism of switching programs.
Then it turned out that they saw black and white TVs for the first time in their lives.

A few years of education reforms and falling will not be Progress, but the lantern pillars.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Not much was done, and they left the field.
YYY: Very ugly from their side.
xxx: I don't understand the term "unpleasant"
yyy: this is synonymous with "ohreneli"

A friend writes:
From the field "How to get a mom crazy in a short time"(Listened in the swimming pool dressing room).
The endless flow of questions:
You ask a lot of questions...
The child :
What is a lot of questions?

xxx: Hmm, somehow I was not interested in the series about walking dead, I have visits to the district hospital in this regard for the eyes is enough

The incomprehensible:

Here we in the Independent in Kiev on the idea of supply-demand should be about like you in the regional centers, only here at least one in the fucking can be removed even working almost as a cashier in the supermarket. What about the average plankton salary? And when demand falls (well you understand why we have less people willing to rent apartments here) - prices also fall. And the owners of apartments are very attached to the guilty tenants, who pay on time. I, for example, even the current amount was reduced when they realized that on average in the city it is already the price of two in a new building, and not a single with furniture older than me. All seems to be logical. So what is your shit?
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Because half of your working population is going to work to us, which makes your rental housing market easier and loads our jobs.

My 3-year-old is listening to a story for the night. I tell, I tell until the end and I keep silent, listening, sleeping or not. She is silent. I also remain silent. A few minutes later the voice: "Mom, did you hang?"

Are there any funny quotes here?

Sometimes I see a car with a Vampire inscription on the road.
I thought: these cars probably suck gasoline from other cars at night.

A test of perfectionism.
Write the balls on a sheet - numbers in a column.
He dropped because the columns were crooked.

You are funny, and I have to live with it somehow.

Our children want to live by their minds, but at our expense.

I work in the TP provider. A colleague sits down, communicating with the subscriber. In the process of dialogue, the microphone is turned off and gives:
You will have 13 houses and 13 apartments. The port is not 13.

I read randomly, I drink coffee, I chick, sometimes I scratch in my voice and pactal.
I’m going to see what’s on the abyss. Idiots, you are still here, sadly.
Back to Random.

RPC for Tea

One day I was forbidden to photograph the fresco "Jesus drives the merchants out of the temple" because photographing in the temple is paid.

RT @LexFrei: Shed a bath with foam, jumped from the run and realized that hot water for three days is not as cold as I did