I want to go on vacation, everybody is on vacation.
I am not going.
YYY: Come to us in Surgate, rest.
XXX: What to do there? Is there sea there?
YYY: at least 2.
XXX: What are they?
The sea hurts. The Sea of Disappointment

What is the next fate of potatoes?
YYY: Being Alive
XXX: You are out.
yyy: removed skin from 20 potatoes and boiled the bodies alive
YYYY: Then he split and eaten.

Welcome to Anton. If you are not Anton, please press Out.

From the hubr, the topic of the prosecution of a person for pressing the "Like" button near the footage of the movie.
Comments on Stallman's Stories

> Throw the link, or go to Google, can not be found. Maybe it’s also Nash.
>>Bad, even the message has not been posted, has already been bound. Someone is knocking at the door...

From Habr.

The stock exchange robot in 45 minutes caused a loss of $440 million

Someone’s answer:
is right! Captch them, Captch them. And the ban on <s>posting</s> trading more times per minute. And yes, for keyboard scripting, farming, multiplayer/virtual, multiplayer, two-computer game, etc. to write down all funds in favor of the stock exchange. It is then that these naive stock exchange children will learn what a real MMO with real dragon rules is.

The phrase from the children’s educational cartoon: "We and you found the grass. It remains to find the lama and pull out Santa Claus"

In the work:
I ask the senior admin, how are the backpacks arranged here?
Daily, weekly and once a month.
I: And where is it all going?
He: Onto that steve storage, by the way, turn it on.

Discussion on a tracker:
Filed to:Zombie 108
Country : Taiwan

WWW: The story is not bad, it will have to be downloaded.
XXX is Zombie? I will have to kick.
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! Translation is something. I didn’t know what the cossy could say "they’re me, I said to myself"))
zzz: "Nih-I myself, I said to myself")) I have to click!

[Anya] The husband, the fox, in the morning after the wedding said that the change of the surname from Zyablikov to Kulikov is a level-ap. I will kill the bastard.

Recall of the last concert:
XX: I had an epilepsy attack because of the light. Two times.
And then two giraffes danced in front of me, hugging. The light blinked. The gypsies mirrored. The music played strange. It was the best psychedelic cartoon I’ve seen.

Official website of Andrei Arshavin

Queen
If you were
Andrew, where would you go? and :)

by Arshavin:
in the space.

HH: Yesterday was announced all as it is supposed - a lot of alcohol, loud music, dances, destroy. Go to bed only in the morning.
I thought I could prevent someone from doing this at night only when at 7 a.m. at the neighbors at full volume played a valentine tape - Mom, I'm gay. I played repeatedly all day.
In war as in war, man

(from a conversation with a girl)
She: So we’ve already watched Game of Thrones?
I am UGU.
She: well fucking, now again watching boring untouched porn?)

I found on the Internet the history of the emergence of Russian insults. In particular:
B is
The word is derived from the ancient Russian verb bladyti, meaning "to deceive, to blaspheme". It is believed that this Russian word is a relative of the English word bladdeg - "bubble" and "pustomel", as well as the famous American blah-blah-blah - "empty talk". The modern meaning of the word - most likely, the result of semantic mixture with the word "blud", derived from the ancient Russian bludity - "bludge." Until the 18th century, the word “b...” was used in literature without restrictions.
I tell all this to my wife, concluding that b...y is just a missing girl!
She listened to me silently and after a two-second pause said:
Every B by compass. No matter what they wandered!

C of the forum.
Good day. I will share my experience of fighting axes and ants. With the axes we dealt with with the help of a bottle of "Dichlofos", and for the ants prepared this "comfort": mixed a tablespoon (or teaspoon) of honey and a piece of alcohol yeast. He has twice as much yeast as honey. The resulting piece was crushed and disassembled in places of insect cluster. After the yeast gets into the abdomen of the ants, they begin to roar (drizzle). Don’t hear me "Greenpeace" – ants just break.

A friend from the universe wrote:

Congratulations, I bought the car.
Congratulations to you! What model is it?
The model? To be honest, I didn’t even remember. Well she's like I wanted)))) silver and with a white salon, and there are columns very loud!!! In short, I am happy ?

I have a boyfriend, he’s 30 and he’s afraid of marriage like a fire. With all this, he can not be alone for a long time (not that without sex, but just one in the apartment), so he brings to himself new girls on PMJ (and, infection, all such quiet and economic takes, no matter how the other man would head in vain, once in the ZAGS is not going). It will live for six months, then say goodbye. In a month, a new lead. Yesterday I greeted his passion. in response:
And now, Olga is retired.
I: What is it?
Q: I go home, and she laughs, and says, look into the kitchen closet. Well, I went in, and there, on top of the closet, a scotch-plated paper was glued. I read, and the heresy is, fuck, a whole instruction, how to live with me.What I love, what I don't like, what I can't say, my habits!Even it is written where I throw my socks. I have an emergency phone.
It is a useful thing.)
Fuck it, it is useful! On top of the laminate is written another handwriting:"Nothing will help anyway!And my mom’s old phone is fixed on the new one.
What does Olga have to do with it?
Q: Yes, you understand, this "monument for the care of Kostika", judging by the old number, is a lot of years. That is, each found it when cleaning, took note, and left it in place, even recorded its own. And Olya found, and told me, also a hiccala. He burned everyone who was before her. No female solidarity, how can we trust it?
I: What did I do with the paper?
Q: I wrote what beer I love, and left it in the same place

Znayko: insert the missed word:... there is - the mind does not need (4 letters).
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A friend told me that one day they were having a party at the admin’s house. So he before the drunk, conducting an instruction, asked: "Mom said do what you want, only do not bake in pots with flowers."

How are you there? How to do? What is new? I need to go to you one day.
Oh Ol, how are we? Vitaly is happy, and I am in a little shock.
Did you make a doll?? to
God let it go, no! On those weekends, they went fishing with Pasha and Sanay, they drank there, they started playing cards. And my miracle-husband somehow unexplainedly exchanged our apartment for Sanina! he has that trouble, my tell him like you in trouble alone to do, you do not get married anyway, and it is time for us and children to have, it is necessary that there is a lot of space. here is now moving))) while we all live together, and we do the repair in that apartment in the hall)) short, Olya, we live fun)