The term "wife" was best described by my ex-husband when I came to visit him after the divorce and prepared a meal. It was taken from my mother before marriage.
He cried and said with a surprised face:
I didn’t do anything, but food came from somewhere.

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Even the most decent and educated girl with a vocabulary like Pushkin,

Pushkin, in fact, had very much censorship.

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Appropriacy and education is not manifested in the knowledge/non-knowledge of mat and other obscenities, but in the restraint of their use on people.

"Everyone is scratching, but not everyone does it at all" (c)

How do you describe a person who speaks in one phrase?by :

"... well I stand happy, I think the youth to the classics pulled, fucking there swam...."

Dissonance is complete.

I am telling a colleague at work about the release of another “Terminator”.
Will Arnie play?
I: There will be both – old and young. I watched the trailer.
Will the young man play?

"And you gave birth to Verka to get a three-room apartment!"©h/f "Little Faith"

Nothing personal, just a quote.

XXX: I can accurately reproduce yesterday’s day in minutes, but what was half an hour ago is not available to me.
YYY: You will tell me tomorrow.

I was in the metro right now. I stand in the phone, and here such a brunette comes in chic, stands by my side and listen to the music in the headphones. The view from the side is blurred. I am not a fan of such acquaintances, but I did not stay here, decided on the original push. I open a new SMS and write - You are a very nice girl, and I will not forgive myself if I do not try to get to know you :=). I show her a type of reading. She read and how let me roast... I am confused, she shows me the recipient - and there Wife ((((. Automated reflexes.

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>If you harvest + on the same quotation several times, it's so funny that the rows run! ^ ^ ^

This is how a generation grew up...

XHX: The overflow in our lives: the cost of my car will rise by a few percent if it is filled
WOW: when I put money on the phone, it gets twice more expensive
zzz: the car will be 2 times more expensive if I put my phone there)

If the mother is happy three times, then: a) there is a husband, a mother/daughter, you do not have to think about a piece of bread; b) the children are busy with themselves, therefore there is time for crafts / guitar / theater; c) three times the mother does not work. Want to praise? I understand. But don't compare your well-being with the sorrow of a girl who hasn't learned enough, to her job, who's going to take it with a little bit, and want to eat very much, the man swinged in the blue (and so kind of wanted children), and the mother just driven out of the house, because she wants to live peacefully and restlessly, not listening to the whispering of the child.

The son went to the preschool camp from 9 to 14:30.
Breakfast and lunch.
Lunch was postponed due to the concert. I ask :
What did you do in the camp today?
After breakfast I waited a long time for lunch.

No, it is just those who are surprised by such a situation that are hot. My best school friend has been cooking for the whole family since the age of 5 (yes, so on the plate at the plate and stood) - my mother gave birth to a brother, my dad worked, and the man should be fed, her grandmother and taught. I started cooking later (when I studied in 1st grade), and the tea was not trusted to me - it was made only by my dad, but I went to the bath alone from 4 years old, and at 8 and I could melt it... Now here is my nephew 8, and his mother washes in the bathroom. They went crazy.

A typical "survivor mistake" From the series - I never wear seat belts, smoke, swallow and healthy! So it is safe!
You have never been in childhood traumatology, obviously. There such independent children of brave parents rooms are full.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Have you read the hat?! to
I am a drug addict reading hats. You offered me a sweater to listen!

Twenty-six: 26 pages of the thread, and they have not yet decided who to lead the Brownian movement.
UUU: But we have decided against whom this movement will be.

GT, comments to the article about the almost vertical take-off of the new Boeing model:

XXX: Why is there no flow disruption?
yyy: Stupid assumption, of course, but suddenly in Boeing know aerodynamics?

If you harvest + on the same quotation several times, it's so funny that the rows run! ^ ^ ^

This week a new game about Batman is out, and because of the work time will definitely not be.
I decided not to go to the gaming sites, so that nothing reminded me.
I open the tape.
"Paleontologists have found a giant flying mouse"
by Fuck.

IZh: My old acquaintances
Invisible how it happens.
With someone’s easy hand.
Everyone is called grandfather.

You seem to have children. I think you will agree that just as it is impossible for a virgin to describe the pleasure of a relationship + sex bond, so is it for a childless person to have children. It is right, apparently. Sleepless nights, spending, inconveniences... children are really able to be wildly angry and all that. But all this is forgotten when your son/daughter takes the first steps, whispers from your cheek, or learns to read. When he is with burning eyes listening to your favorite childhood tale. When he gives you a self-made birthday card. The childless now will say: 'Figny something'. It is impossible to convey it in words. I am a talented writer, as they say.
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No one does not mind that you and those who want to have children, and no one responds to you. What do you do to those who think differently?

My wife and aunt are sitting.
My sister bought the same phone, I don’t want this one anymore.
What are you? My husband gave it to NG. Aunt is slightly in the oak.
I hear the ears and immediately add:
I don’t understand you, girls. I see a man in the same car, with the same phone, and in the same pants! And I understand that this person is close to me, his taste is normal, with this person there is something to talk about after all! You are in panic right away...