Yes, on a collective war, women also want to get pleasure, what they are out of mind, because women also want to get pleasure, they reject the person who is unpleasant to them, reject the person from whom it smells, reject the person who behaves like a puppy (the social role suggests that in bed from such a return you do not expect), and even anyone will be rejected at the moment when the life situation or mood do not have any sexual pleasure at all - it is quite natural, a spoon is good for lunch, but no one will be delighted with this spoon all day (even if all of this day is something to bite with a spoon - in such a amount it is not necessary for anyone).
It is women who need sex who choose a man with whom sex will be pleasant not only to his side.

The child responds courteously:
We owe nothing to anyone. Please leave this territory and do not come again without invitation. and.
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It will be mega. The actions of the child I approve, he from a young age learned simple life truths "Adult - does not mean indisputable authority" and "Nobody owes anyone anything". I raised myself in the same style.

I sat in a taxi.
Get ready, I am ready
A concrete pillar fell to the roof.
An evil joke of fate.

I wake up one morning of a headache (yesterday celebrated well) and a persistent demand:
“Daddy, daddy, we were given a piece yesterday, and my teacher didn’t give me anything for it. Everyone put it, but I don’t. Let me read it to you. Dad, Dad...
“Sasha, I’m hard to say, let’s go later, I don’t understand anything right now, I can’t even listen.
He broke me anyway. The subject, as it was, I ask.
I had to write about nature, I wrote about forests and rabbits. ...
Well roll...
Now I will try to literally rewrite the composition itself - a little more than half the school page in the line.
So then. In one forest, Saška began, they built a factory, where rabbits were shaved. And here, when another batch of rabbits was brought to the factory, they decided to organize a escape.
Several rabbits gathered together and began to discuss a plan for escape. It was decided to undermine under a coil wire and escape into the forest.
And here, when the bribe was ready, several rabbits ran out and quickly ran into the forest. They started shooting at them, but the rabbits turned away from the bullets. Guards with dogs were chasing. One rabbit long walked through the forest, and he managed to get rid of the pursuit.
Finally, exhausted by the pursuit, the rabbit flew into the forest and fell on the grass, breathing hard.
And then an autumn yellow leaf fell on the nose of the rabbit from the tree, the rabbit looked at it (you can imagine it?) and said:
What a beauty!

I am looking for a rich girl in Nürnberg.
What a pity that you are a little late. I would have been very close to you last night.
Alphabet: How is it?
Leonella: Yesterday I swallowed my ring with a jacket. Don’t ask how it happened, it’s not important for our conversation.
Alphabet: I did not understand. You are about what?
Leonella: And last night I was a ring of that... that... I’m not wealthy inside anymore. I no longer fit you. So slowly and sadly go to the ass.

The fact that Novotroitska is a serious city I understood when I saw a bus stop loaded on the evacuator.
The hot ural guys.

His hand so gently shakes.
W, S, A, D, gap, and Shift

The first rule of moving: check whether a cat is moving with you.

In the field of economics

xxx: and it is generally interesting that the Greeks soak our cabbage stronger than the Brussels.
yyy: would you drop in Recipes with such metaphors

Only Americans can play strikeball in such a dust and in such a heat.
such a transport.
Yyy-Aga, and also with the Taliban and with combat ammunition.

Two daughters are talking to the doctor.
One asks the other:
You have what?
and pressure.
With a breath, pointing to his infinite waist:
I have a volume...

I sometimes say to my five:
I will give birth to another child, so that life will not seem like a paradise.
I heard a whisper at the door:
Even if it will hinder us...

Last summer, one beautiful morning, as it turned out, it was the next anniversary of their wedding, the grandfather armed with a bagel (where he took it), stood up under them with his grandmother's windows and began to perform some kind of romance very loud. The grandmother cries out and gives a very unexpected reaction: "Mudjan old, I hate this song!!!!". Grandpa reacted more unexpectedly. With the words: All for you, my soul, he continued to perform this romance of, seemingly, hundreds of couplets, even louder and more disturbing.

You are all so rude.

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I think it’s five ?

Fuck, when I enter the numbers from the tablets, which are judging the numbers of the houses, I have the feeling that I’m at least helping Skynet find the house where Sarah Connor lives.

Four girls of senior school age walked under a rainy shrinkage, took their hands, marched on the pavements barefoot, waved their shoes, laughed, and sang something, whether the anthem of Russia, or the country is huge. I defined their march as a psychological attack on bad weather.

His hypothesis in the second part of the film was laid out by Viktor Krukov, who worked at the mine for several decades. He is convinced that people are affected by the radioactive gas radon, which groundwater washes out of mines. “The most important thing is the inert gas, which consists of 85% nitrogen and 15% carbon. There is no oxygen in it, and oxygen feeds our blood and, first of all, the brain. A person simply loses consciousness,” says a local resident.>>

What do these people smoke? Not the textbooks are sure.

Just came to me that the shaft and hammer are stylized cross and half moon. Dr. Goebbels is nervously smoking in the corner.

Among those who argue,
Among the paid politicians,
Among the fools in the pitch,
Chickens, goats and schoolchildren.

Among the trolls,
Advertisers from the Left.
A pleasant circumstance.
A couple of jokes is great.

Figtebe: came a cat and said, why did you fooled me on the balcony for a minute, there smells and sounds and now I am full of fur of anxiety, hunger and comfort.
Ashhol: Pasha, your cat still doesn’t know you’re a man?