How ugly you are all! Such a feeling that all of you are just waiting when your partner gets sick, falls back, turns your back to make his nausea worse. Men hate women, women hate men and all together children/pregnant/old/handicapped. You are revered and want to go wash your hands and then embrace your family, because they are obviously the only normal people.
Don’t live with each other when you hate everybody. A bunch of homeless cats around you - give them a home. They will not leave you in a difficult moment. is guaranteed.

by Bracosrach

When my wife, then a fellow resident, fell ill, I had to go and get some of her documents. She should have taken it, but she got sick.
I appeared, and so to me - and you to her, who at all, dear man?

I am for what. The stamp makes life easier when handling documents. I have been in a formal marriage for more than twenty years, simplified the life of the stamp repeatedly, and no complications have yet been experienced.

A close friend confessed to me that she loves her boyfriend, they have lived together for 4 years, but they do not want to get married and children, especially

Strange is it? The girl does not want to first bleed 10 times a day and suffer from heartburn so that instead of gaining weight, there is a discharge. He does not want the chest to spread in a way so that no old licking is going on (and the belly is not yet visible!) He doesn’t want to blow up like a column and while sitting at work in the office suffers from back pain, because of which he has to ask to work from home even before maternity leave... He doesn’t want to scream from the pain during clashes and tear the perineum so that then you can’t sit until the seams heal. The devil doesn’t want to know how many months or years to sleep with spots, because the baby is hot, he needs to be fed, washed, dressed, you can’t leave one in the room even for 15 minutes to wash his head. He does not want to lose his qualification for three years of rubbing his sweet ass, because then he will have to get everything on the go to get a more or less taxable salary... and still the salary will be much lower than the colleagues, and as an employee it will be less valuable than colleagues, another 5-7 years - because of frequent hospitalizations with the child, until he grows out of "child pain." What is she, right? And you get officially married - it will immediately start from all sides, from all the relatives and acquaintances: "When will the deieyeetaches hahuouduut?and "

Stamps, stamps, apartments not even purchased share, it is not offensive? The purchase of the apartment took place two weeks before the wedding (SPB, a new house, not even behind the bathroom), but the second half of me refused to invest money when buying. Further, they lived together with the general budget, in the same apartment, bought some niches, did repairs. When the love suddenly ended, the other half picked up things and quietly left at sunset, although I received an offer to reimburse the money spent on repairs and equipment. And there was no scream of jointly incompatible, jointly drunk, although in court you could have claimed from me a thousand 300. We still communicate normally. And my current husband also does not offer any tricky schemes, just to profit from me, the poor girl. Don’t marry fools, don’t marry fools and greedy goats, that’s the whole secret.

The Chinese are all going to hell, Muhammad has not come to them. You understand, billions of people are going to hell by default. God hates the Chinese.
Zzz: Imagine a paradise with the Chinese. Peter will do it. Do you need it?

The question is who runs faster in a difficult moment.
On Channel 5 (St. Petersburg) every Thursday there is an action to help sick children. In the morning program and in the news show the story about the child and his family. So, according to my observations, the father is present in one family of 10. Of course, some mother can give birth without her husband and take care of a sick child herself, but most often the father/husband merges slowly with the difficulties that arise. In the school where my child was studying, this happened with a large family with five (!!!) My father died when the youngest child had a serious illness. The money was collected by the whole school, both teachers and students (parents). It was hard for my dad, that is.

It seems like you didn’t play with "boom and sparks"). I just told the kids that the evil uncle Tok was sitting in the rocket and he was biting. No questions arose.

It was not useful to check, but how evil, how much it bites, what traces it leaves and will it eat a pasta, a nail, a spice, a needle?

When the phone rings at 3 p.m., it means that someone is dead, and if he is not dead, it is a pity. Brother calls, cries with tears: "I have an apple in the p@here stuck! I can’t do that anymore, please come!” The phone hangs. Excellent I think. How many of you and I played in the doctor and proud was a man and this is what now and about what? But I break up and go. I am encountered by a deaf teenager, I don’t even know under what. The next topic. His parents went to the school and he eb@l classmate. The apple. My little Mickey, look at it. A small apple on a tree. The branch, of course, broke away and the apple remained inside the girl. At first they were funny, and then they realized that the apple could get without options. The Virgin does not want to go to school or home in this form, everyone is hysterical. To drive out a tiny coveted shit with a pinch under the shell without any options – her dad has some local authority.

Well, I say, I congratulate you brother. Marry her now, she will give you a bank of compot. And why didn’t you put her a cedar cubicle in the j@pu and a light bulb in her mouth? What disturbed you? If I would call 911 and the TV, it would be okay.

And here out of the bathroom comes this duck packed with apples. In a fibrous shirt, a white shirt, a blue shirt jacket and white golfs, with two white cushions... a child of non-earthly beauty, an angel is simple, only with an apple in the genitals, with the forbidden, b%o%, fruit. He takes my hand and on my ear, "I need to talk, I am ashamed of him." Isn’t that normal? She is not ashamed to chew with the help of an apple, but she is ashamed to talk about it. In the kitchen, she sits on the table and moves her lean legs. And with such a sad face. No, well I’m a doctor and a mother, but @b your mother! Why are you so stupid and stupid? And on the back of the tattoo, a 15 year old man. “I feel so bad! I think it failed in the stomach!” “Bloom to you! It’s not in the stomach, fool. It has already failed in the brain, we will do lobotomy, your skull is beautiful to open, I am powerless here, I need to call a doctor! “” 5 in the morning.

I call Uncle Van, a pathologist with a funny name Rabinovich, I explain the essence of the problem. Rabinovich arrives with a huge suitcase. The children in ah@e and panic. He says, “Pure prostynj, boiling water, alcohol”. He folds the girl on the table, takes the usual shovel, presses her slightly above the shovel with a hairy enormous stream, carefully turns the shovel and the pipe there! Unfortunate fruit decorates the straw. “Abbey is done, ladies and gentlemen!” Rabinovich speaks wildly, sows a glass of cognac and snacks an apple. Thus the. He wipes his hands with a kitchen towel, takes a cognac and leaves.

Everyone is happy, happy!

It was 15 or 20 years ago. I am a 13-year-old boy, I went to the karate section with friends from school and courtyard. The city is small, and the time was like this. In general, small athletes were engaged in a regular basement FOKE. It has been, or is still, in every city.

Every day, breaking my head, I ran from school to that basement. After a year of hard training. We decided to make demonstrations before regional competitions.

The head of the city was invited as a spectator. She was a woman and she was the mayor.

It was placed more conveniently, and we began to show what we learned. Accommodations, all as required.

After all the performances, she stood up from her seat and said, "The bandits here are being prepared for us, close immediately! ! to !” The section was closed. This is a story about unfulfilled dreams, but I liked it so much.

When I was a child, my mother enrolled me in music school. I was recorded on clarinet. I met a young teacher who graduated, and possibly even studied at the Conservatory. I came to the first class, tried to get the right sounds, the teacher gave some recommendations for training at home. My mom decided to call him, ask about the schedule of classes or something else.

When my mother called, there was the same mother on the other end of the wire, only my teacher. She that Andrei (Vadim, Igor, I don’t remember) can’t answer, because. He is sleeping now. They said goodbye... I didn’t go to the teacher for classes anymore, and I didn’t go to the music school at all... When I asked my mom why I couldn’t go to classes anymore, she said, “I called him, he was asleep, and only addicts are asleep in the afternoon.”

You have to get married, neighbor.
- So you have to feed your wife, and the wives are, you know, what a procrastinator.

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Most will try to get rid of such a husband as soon as possible, as he "washes her best years".

He wrote about sick people. Women are also more likely to expect their husbands. Men are never. And don’t have to talk about rabbits and all that, there are different situations. Fuck not that.

My cat is now 12 years old, which is equivalent to 64 in translation to human age. He lives four cat years in a year, and if the cats were to get a pension, he would get it every week.

If a cat has lived 12 years, and in a year it lives 4 cat years, then now it is 48.
Early retirement of the cat. not well. When cats come to power, they will remind you.

Beginning of 2000. Two young people, my good friend and I, decided to drink a beer late on Friday evening, a normal desire. Beer was then sold around the clock, only the trouble was that there was no cash, and the cards in the bars are still not accepted. Nothing to do, go to the bank. The most common ATM with access from the street. I get the money, and at the moment when the ATM issued the banknotes, someone’s hand tried to grab them. My reaction lagged for half a second, but a friend gave the robber a splash, a good splash, until a knock-out and a complete shutdown. The police, the ambulance, the lost night. We sit in the department, I write a statement, the losing robber immediately, in his bracelets, and the young lieutenant asks him, say what you used to two strong boys, obviously what would get in the mouth. The thief insulted: “But before it all worked out!” The lieutenant lost his pen.

I don’t know how you and I perceive all this story – that some wild, naive people, funny politicians, funny wars, Vladimir Red Sunsets, Trojan Wars, dumb princes who cannot unite before the invasion, wild Tatar Mongols... And in fact, people were – not dumber than us. And the Tatar-Mongols seized the empire with a mail, in which the shipment from China to Moscow went no longer than shorts, or at least not with less guarantee of delivery, and to travel throughout the empire could be without fear of robbery. And the intrigues under Godunov were not duller than under Yeltsin, but they killed too, hardly more. I don't know how, but I, for some reason, have the perception that in the 17th century all naive and stupid, and in the 13th German knights walk as pigs, there would be no rebuilding. At the same time, the Romans heracled long-lasting roads, and water pipelines and colonization were conducted no worse than Spain with England. I don’t think our ancestors were stupid, they just didn’t have phones. And from this they were even smarter - organizing an organization without organizers is cool.

Should I scratch? I am a healthy man 36 years old, at dawn as Carlson, I work a lot, after working with other men I drink beer. And this woman, my wife, gives me his mother’s cake for her birthday! Not what I would expect, something original socks, cowards, on the thin end of the foam for shaving, but SCATTER?! You would see how she rejoiced and praised her in front of the guests... Revenge did not wait long, and if exactly 3 months and 8 days. Yesterday on her doctor I gave her a drill, you would see how I rejoiced and praised her.

A man alone in our village decided to do business: he had chickens in his barracks and sold eggs. Ecologically clean production, no chemicals and antibiotics, only grass and cereals feeds, etc. In general, not what is in the store!

And the customers dropped, the eggs are bought like hot cakes! Who is ten, who is two. They come from their neighbors, from their neighbors.

There is really one disadvantage - eggs, sorry, in a chicken blend. Well, you know, this is not a poultry factory! Right from the chicken. The price is 3-4 times higher than in the store. As they say, health is not spared.

Overall, the customer is satisfied. Business is developing.

But as in any successful business, there is its "know-how", which soon many learned: he buys eggs at the farm, packs in the field and sells already at a new price as environmentally friendly products.

As they found out. Not five chickens can lay several dozen eggs a day.

At one time, a very long time ago, I worked in the subway, worked mostly at night and therefore there were very different people, the main contingent on weekdays is the Bombay, who buy permissible potatoes small and eat it all night, but they still driven out and later for them the food was only for delivery, so here, one night in the cafe comes typical such a bombage and asks for a tomato from me, well that he sooner left, this tomato he got and safely removed, the next day, and it was Friday, he comes in, with guitar and rose, in the cafe there was a lot of people and here he gives the rose first hit the girl, and the knight, and begins to play that type.

In Vladivostok, in the centre.

There is a cafe and there is a serege.

The Great Man Who Gave Me a Free Tomato

He feeds the Godfather.

And it's all a characteristic baritone in the style of Vysotsky, I just couldn't listen to it for laughter.

Soon the cafe self-liquidated for violation of the rules of the franchise.

So a year later, I’m on the bus and I see him, he seems to recognize me too, and just raises his fist and knocks himself on his chest, then raises him up and says

Congratulations to Serena

I just did the same, he smiled and went out, and my friends now think I’m a friend of all the Bohemians of Vladivostok.

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And you don’t really need a stamp, but you want to be able to say “yes, married,” so that they all keep silent, and you don’t have to explain anything.
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I quote an anecdote: "Yes, you say that too!"

I just told the kids that the evil uncle Tok was sitting in the rocket and he was biting. No questions arose.

Very reckless on your part! Because many will immediately have questions requiring experimental research:
Is he very evil?
Does it hurt to bite?
You will still punish the children to not lick the door pen on the frost, or suddenly have not yet guessed to try.