Dear Santa Claus, please let all lovers of rest in nature with loud music settle a neighbor with a perforator, nine children and a home pony! >__<

And why then Mikhail Kalashnikov did not work for the car factory, if you look at now on our cars half the world would drive.

Sasha
I am going to write

The Roman
The Saxony))

Sasha
We didn’t even talk.)

The Roman
Are you a man or not))) Can you not seduce a girl?)))
That she did?
The eyes built!
So write
Hi, how do you say?
That guy is all right there, you said she has beautiful eyes, color of eyes remembered?
If you still have the color of the eyes without mistaken name, the sex of the matter is done!))
The first time I saw him, his eyes burned in the soul.
that will think of the type of mm what a attentive sympathetic man, and will be more favorable to you)))
And at that rate.)
All kinds of compliments
Then they agreed to meet.
A walk in the park or cafe
Compliments and Cheers
There is all that :)
You are my friend :)

Sasha
I am going to go eat.

This is elementary Watson!
In Russia, women are 10 million more than men. Now the question is – where do they come from, these incomprehensible "single guys"? So from where?!!! to

The average life expectancy of women is higher – and those 10 million are old women! Not all of us in the country of Galkinas - not everyone likes with old ladies.

Master in wedding hairstyles
This is me=)
M: Today the girl came for hair, I closed the reception after her.
I: And what then?
M: She was a whore!! to
I: Why did you come?
With the hair!!! to
I: And you...?
M: The bandit grabbed... she left pleased.

Oh, I totally forgot that I was almost caught some crazy on Sunday)) probably, you should not walk around empty parks after a beer holiday and a walk.
xxx: You can get an interesting proposal - for example, go to plant cucumbers in neighboring bushes if I was called to fuck, I would have less trouble, but cucumbers are cool!
xxx: I had to run through the lawn and beaten a bit to the house)) the guy accompanied me halfway, apparently the cucumbers proved to be persistent))

From the forum "I don’t like when during sex..."
Mady Dady: Let us summarize. An erotic nightmare. The partner insistently asks to make a minette, while he himself looks at the telecome, periodically popping, and here... a bell at the door, you start to hurry to dress and realize that the condom is left inside.

XX: How serious are you at all?
YYY: In the sense? and )
xxx: Well, there’s a difference between "Let’s meet" and "Let’s get married", right?
I want to know about how it looks.
YYY: Now it looks like "Goodbye"

Children play in the street:
I am in the house!
I broke the window.

It is sad when no one is waiting at home.
Don’t worry, they are waiting for you at home today.
XXX Who?
yyy: washing, cooking and cleaning.

There is such a flash game Jelly Adventure. On one of the websites, the first comment:
“I knew that one day these genetically modified products would raise the rebellion.

Commentary on the article about the departure of Eugene Margulis from "Time Machine":
The old man is at risk. We all remember the end of the desire to pursue a solo career outside of the “Time Machine” for Kurt Cobain.

My husband and I discussed who our son (4 years old) looked like. Here comes a boy from the street, all packed in dirt.
Man: Son, who are you more like, Mom or Dad?! to
To the pig!

xxx: By the way, today saw in the woods at the Volgograd boy with a sword, we had a maniac?
YYY: Go, there the rollers are walking out. Glad you haven’t seen the elves yet.)

I mean, I was in the metro :(
Nik: And I and Denis were driving in a half empty car :(
Zigi: How is it?
Nik: I had a röntgen photo with me.
Zigi: and what?
Nik: This gentleman took my pictures, raised it up and with a Khokhladic accent as a sparkle:
That shob me out! You have tuberculosis!
What did you take?
The following is written: "In open form".
Nik: Half of the wagon.

When my smartphone started talking to me, I thought it was another voice error of Google. But when the perforator spoke to me and the screwdriver followed, I understood that the balcony had to be ventilated during painting.

Life is honey, but the thickening in it is through the throat.

Dembel Vrdalakov

Five of our dembels, actively and very ingeniously fought with boredom and longing for the Motherland, so - we are younger boys, tried to stay away from their fun attractions, because the roles in these fun were distributed very uniformly. Either you are a target in the tires, or the bullet itself, and if you are not lucky at all, then you are a prize, a plush rabbit...
Nothing can be done about it, it is a natural phenomenon.
Dembele should simply be experienced as penetrating radiation or a journey with a child on the morning of January 1.

But these behaved somewhat excessively ugly, even for people who served 730 days.

On that day, Dembele loved the car park.
At first, they were riding in the body of the Ural and announced the stops: "Our fast train arrives in the city of the Mines (Voronež, Kuibyshev, Machachkala, Leningrad, etc.) The parking is eternal!
Then they threw grenades on the Germans (the grenades served as a shrapnel, and the Germans - pigeons and some of us, those who were fooled on the road "tank"

and smoke.
In the fleet, suddenly came a fresh "plush rabbit" - an artist from the club and brought a combat sheet.
Dumbledore revered, shouted and said:
- Rabbit... thief, fighter, help to adjust the empty turns.
I do not know.
You just turn the bullet and that’s all.

In front of the bumper for some reason placed two deficient matts from the gym. Usually, the guides sleep on them all day under the cars, only instead of a blanket, covered with a huge hook key and when the passing officer pins the sleeping climbing boots, the legs without a pause start to squeeze -... ZARJAVELA! I need to cut the tooth...Who is there?

The artist, trying not to step on the matte, got on the bumper and carefully swung his head into the open mouth of the Ural. Rarely found one of the dumbels, handed a screwdriver and showed what pimpocha to spin on his team.
Dembel jumped into the cabin, launched the engine, and the artist with a screwdriver drove from under the cap in the form of a bkva "L" and waited.

The focus was all in the pipe, and not so much in it, as in its location. If you reach it, the ear will be just opposite the air signal.
And of course he swallowed...
The soldier rattled like a doll and flew from the car down his head. Mothers were useful here.
Dembele was happy.
But suddenly, through the general laughter, heard a friend of the rotting Gogoths, and from the shadow of the palm came Zorro in the position of a combridge.
Colonel Yershov was a just man, but so fierce, that it would be more correct to say, justly angry.
Even the deliberately faithful dembles instantly turned into conscientious soldiers waiting for any command of the commander.
Combrig got up and smiled and said:
The old man pleased the old man. A good joke. The soldier must be able to work well and have fun joking. It is right. Well, how funny he was flying, I almost died...
Dembele walked carefully, and Combridge continued smiling:
Especially well done with Matthew. If they weren’t, then you would all rot on the hauptwacht and resign from there in the last batch. They are so nice, they wore...
Dembele got a little strained, and the Colonel added:
It’s time to get rid of you, or you’re running out of trouble here.
Dumbledore joyfully cried out: – Thank you Comrade Colonel! We are now!
The Combridge:
Okay, let’s start today, but not all and not immediately. In ten minutes of building on a square near the barracks, the shape of clothes is any.
Then he spoke to the artist with a thick ear:
- And you, guy, bring me a piece of meal from the club.
The artist did not hear a word and asked loudly:
– A to? Comrade Colonel What!? to
Bring to Mel.
– and?! to
and Mel!! to
The frightened poor man could still not read the commands of the combridge on his lips.
The colonel grabbed the soldier in the head and said:
No need, go to rest.

Ten minutes later, the dembel in joyful excitement was already built on the square.
A combridge approached, a field binoculars talked to him on his neck, and a piece of mole was white in his hand.
The Colonel:
Who of you has watched the movie? Everybody was watching? The good guys. Then here you have a melt, draw a three-meter circle around this mushroom.

The fungus was an old, never working syrene, of asphalt color, it served only to hide smokers.

The Combridge:
And now, comrades Uppiri and Wurdalaq, we will play with you in one very interesting and fun game called "Dembel Wurdalaq". Get inside the circle. The good guys.
So, you are five here, the rules are simple – I shake my hand – the game has begun. Whoever leaves the circle first will be fired in the New Year. Who is second, one, a week earlier and so on... and who will stay inside the circle the longest, he will go home today... There are questions?

Dembele met and worried – “Today?” “How is it today?” “Now is evening.”
The Combridge:
Does anyone doubt my word?
Not at all!
Do they all agree to play? Don’t worry, it’s not long...

All agreed.
We were the rest of the squad, the combridge sent meters to a hundred, to the sporting town. I left myself.
Then he shouted with a terrible voice: “Ready!!!? to
He pushed his hand toward the headquarters.
Suddenly it turned out that the old, iron mushroom could even be very...
The voice stood like a hundred meters, it was unbearable to hear, even the sweat palms on the ears did not especially help - the voice did not strike the ears, but the whole person.
Laboratory traits and wardalacks were thrown into the crumbling circle as sparkly, jumping out of one of the games by pressing their ears.
Combridge looked in the binoculars, smiled and bended his fingers.
The last two were surprisingly long. They wanted to go home today.
Although “long”, the concept is relative. Everything, from the beginning to the end, lasted two and a half minutes, no longer.
When the verse sounded, the sad victor so and so remained in the circle, he sat on a mushroom as a fascist on his broken rifle.
Within an hour, he dressed a parade and, without saying goodbye to anyone, left the CPC.
The rest of the dumbels splashed overwhelmingly, all day round, some quiet, aged and broken.
Wherever their courage and courage went...
Each week they fell out one, unnoticed, like the teeth of a crazy old man, until in the New Year, the last one fell out.

Do you see millionaires walking around the field? This is not necessarily golf, maybe it is the Russian football team.

The line:
What happens if we turn on the lights at super-light speed?
by vol70:
I think you can fuck somewhere.
The line:
Thus e. Is the lights off safer?