Talk about the types that cut the tree under my window
The young man
Listen to
Get out of the place and catch the dog or it will be a pity.

It is time for me to do something with my vision.
A restaurant has recently opened next to the house. I go to him regularly in the evening from work. The first floor, large windows, the whole interior as on the palm. Once again, I go home late in the evening, I turn my head, I look at a restaurant employee, apparently a chef, standing in the dining room and with quick handy movements, like the usual pizza toast thrown into the air, turns a black bowl in his hands. The first thought: oh, nifiga yourself, it seems here by some special recipe make a paste of handmade, and even a whole show for guests are arranged! You need to go here and order these black pastries!
I get closer, I look — a guy turns into the bay extender...

I personally don’t understand why the Russians sell potatoes from Egypt, tomatoes from the Netherlands.

yyy: probably because the Soviet engineers turned, no one to go to the vegetable base to pick up potatoes with tomatoes... :)

And Buratino... A question that has tormented me since I was a child. Is his nose fully leathered or partially wooden? And if it’s all skin, why is it constantly standing?! to
and...
Buratino is made entirely of wood, where did he get his skin nose from?? to

Three hours of the night, successfully finished the story to the deadline
Are you ready to wake up tomorrow as a star? xd
Yyy: I am not ready to wake up at all.

Shiva1: I am reading this Karenina.
Shiva1 is a shit!!! to
shiva1: this is the most powerful "self invented - herself offended" in the world literature

When I see quotes with a rating of 254, 511, 1023 and so on, well how can I not put +1?

From Hubble on the theme of 64-bit Chrome and the upcoming disconnection of NPAPI.

EnterSandman: I returned to the 32-bit version only because the quicktime plugin does not work in x64 and I chew how to gsm files in the browser to listen
khim: This problem will be resolved by the end of the year, when the quicktime plugin will stop working on 32 bits.

She just doesn’t understand the technical part of the work.
xxx: for her "Save me a report" - a matter of a couple of minutes of programming work
Even despite the fact that in the report she asks to write the Dumbledore calling algorithm and decompose the process of creating a magical unicorn into detailed schemes.

ergo_bibamus: When I was 15 years old, I was given a motorbike. I am very happy, I am now degenerate.
Gef: when I'm 20 years old I'll ask for a motorcycle, between the rows to race without a helmet, like a lover of male affection

Brilliant short content of 50 shades of grey:
A wealthy beautiful moustache, who is ready to throw everything to the feet of a young virgin, and before that he had experienced prostitutes, but all of them do not matter now. At the same time, he does not allow her to wear too short shirts, does not let her squeeze with friends, calls her property, and all this is served under the sauce of some incredible reference love. Then, in order for her to become his full property, he hurts her to marry him for a long time, and she tells, because everything is so suddenly and she is so all airy and not ready yet. And then he gets angry that someone has offered him to sign a marriage contract, because their love is eternal and pure and will not fall to such a hernia. And every time she says something that’s not so rough but just doesn’t coincide with his opinion, “his eyes get darker,” and she gets stuck in the corner like a dumb mouse, and he starts to fuck her hard. Every time she accidentally or intentionally hits his elbow, her inner goddess makes a salto mortale, and he immediately comes into uncontrollable excitement and begins to fuck her like a Chechen sheep.

To the phrase "we must not prove anything to anyone" I will immediately answer - you too are not obliged to not consider lazy fat pigs.
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How is a courteous man different from a ham?
A courteous man keeps his valuable opinion with him. Ham expresses his opinion aggressively, calling other people "ghirobas" or "lazy fat pigs." Or with a "soup set", "grey mouse", "smalled", "cock", "drisc" - well, depending on preferences.

Where did this whole bunch of ridiculous stories about small children come from? Probably, somewhere the site of ovulations was filled with this good and broke up with a fever.

XX: Lozha, I have an urgent, serious, and not a female question to you! Are you ready?

XY: Probably yes. Well?

XX: The knife in the meat machine with what end to insert, curved or convex to the grille?

XXX: Paying taxes
I paid yesterday.

YYY: And how then? I have not paid for something for a long time.

I slept like a baby.
XXX: I woke up screaming
XXX: Hand in Hand

Sorry girl, what time is it?
Half the twelfth.
and thanks.
And all that? and. and. Neither “how beautiful you are” nor “how you’re called”... Just about%or already.
I see how beautiful they are. That’s why I don’t call.

If you were thin, guys would run after you with tabun, and you would pump on a steep car (or what you were sucking on in the USSR), and not botanize all day long as a fool.
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well well. We’ll talk about it in 15-20 years. Is it enough pumpers pumped before retirement, and then the new generations of pumpers will be tightened, younger and more competitive. Education + career may not give such a quick return, but in the long run is much more reliable. Get the profession, girls, the front - the goods are too perishable!

The task: to prohibit foolish users from entering the personal cabinet.
X: Do we have jokes?
Yyy: No, but I can have fun =)
xxx: fuck someone) Randomizer to provide?)
Do you also like losers?

I have PMS again.
Granite: When It Ends
The whole life consists of PMS and CDs.
I was crying yesterday before sleeping.
This is how I wanted chocolate sausages.
Until the damn!
Tagged with: aaaa
I want it again.
Tagged: misery
Granite: I wonder what will we want when we get pregnant?
Donda: fried eyes washed with lemonade)

Please help me remember the author and the title of the story!
It was in a collection that is now lost.
The story begins with the fact that the student brings to his teacher a robot he is very proud of. But the teacher says it’s a bad robot. Then shows the student a video where the last people create their creation – the same teacher. The boy realizes that the whole world around him is created by robots. But in the end, the teacher wipes his memory.
Please help me)