I am in a smoker. There are two colleagues next to me.
I love smoking in the car. Only my one is scared: then the bull will find, then the lighter.
Colleague 2: Throw it away and it will fall behind.
Chapter 1: Yes Yes Let me tell you again that you were driving with me and smoking?
Chapter 2: You have already gotten out. Do not need?
Chapter 1: Give Up He does not know you anyway.
Co-worker 2: Another couple of your cousins, and he will definitely want to meet me.

There were a lot of incidents with this TV program marking, but, in my opinion, the Khabarov TV channel broke all trolling records, marking the weather forecast as 16+.

It’s terrible when you want not to walk and go, but to sit in front of a calf and drink beer like Gene Bukin.

It’s terrible when you know who Gene Buckingham is :)

xxx: Have you ever tried these GREBEN LES STRONG WASABI?
YYY: It is not.
YYY: What’s wrong with them?
xxx: We went with the guys yesterday "walk", well, and for a snack took THIS!
XXX: Not enough that they did not get drunk!
HH: So I still have the feeling that we didn’t eat, we just drank!!! to

You would know 20 years ago in the kindergarten, what would be a bad thing after lunch to sleep in the afternoon, and then a half-day.

I don’t like all kinds of shooters, but in the game “open government” would play. where you can silence a corrupt person directly at the workplace in the Kremlin or in the government house. or a fattening bastard from the state Duma, who went out for a meeting in a car with a special signal, like a crushing leg on his mouth. I have a medal for that!! to
Maybe write a program, right?

Children shouldn’t see it!
Do you want to tear them out the eyes?

What are you reading?
by Dostoevsky
Students of Raskolnikov? and :)
No, crime and punishment

In the last five years, he paid three times more for gas. It turns out that the gas reserves became 3 times less or the extraction became 3 times harder. But it is not possible. They buy the Halkov, fund the Shalke-04, the Crvena Zvezda, and I pay... And all this in the country with the largest gas reserves...

If the Russian cuisine became popular in Japan, the Japanese would discover the peelmen bars "Hello", "Chelabinsk", "Predator"

The xxx:
You said not to write to you and that you do not want to communicate with me, and now you are writing to me here.
What does it mean?

YYYY :
That means I’m a psychotic fool, but I’m cold :)

I found in the phone in the notes a recording made by a wild drunk. Note: "Do not look for Thule in a dark room. I called it so and released it."

I am still in reflection...

My daughter is now 2.8 years old.
Some time ago, she had the habit of sucking her hands in her mouth, and I, of course, chased her for that.
When we wash together in the morning, she washes over the dishwasher and I over the bathroom.
So, today we wash, I turn to her at some point, and she has a hand in her mouth, I look at her awful and silent. She has such a stunned look and after a second says: "I am my tongue".

For sex with 15-year-old B. ordinary got two years conditional
“On the same morning, he met the fifteen-year-old B, who was intoxicated,” the ministry said.
For what reason the man was judged, if it is indicated that he was B.

O beautiful sweetheart, O crown of earthly creation, I would have been willing to believe You, but I hear from Your mouths the
Tagged: Elegance
zzz: thin
Kkk: a true gentleman, beautiful

> and now walks around the apartment and sings:"Rose Sops, o-o-o, messengers of separation"

Sorry for the stupid question: What motives are you singing?
1st Pink roses, o-o-o, the light of Sokolova...
or
2nd Yellow tulips, messengers of separation.

and :)

I just wanted to work - the boss came and ruined everything.

Alexander Ivanovich Kaznacheev, actual secret adviser, senator and honorary guardian of the Moscow Treasury Council, said:

When I was the governor of Odessa, I had the habit of walking around the city in the morning, and sometimes I went to the closest, most remote areas. One day, walking through one of the countless streets, I noticed on the long fence painted figures, sharply thrown into the eyes and thus violating the general prudence required by the charter of the city's charity. I called the police officer and ordered that the inappropriate painting of the unknown man be washed. But the stubborn marshal of the fence did not shrink. A few days later, walking through the same sidewalk, I saw again on the same fence a new work, and as to laugh, in wider and wider dimensions. This time I looked closer into the painting and, to my surprise, I noticed that in the contours of some figures was seen the perfect correctness and hardness of the artist’s usual hand, though far from strong. The embarrassing shalun aroused my curiosity, and I was interested in seeing him personally. After instructing the police officer to be careful about the offender, I ordered him to find his address and let me know. The next day, the address was delivered, with which I went in search of the mysterious artist. It was a 12-year-old boy. When my boy appeared, he was confused and bitter, and in order to encourage and place him near me, I praised his abilities and ordered to bring me all his drawings. The boy was pleased, took advantage of the invitation and a few days later came to me with his notebooks. When I looked at the drawings, they were so impeccable that I finally established myself in the assumption of the discovery of a remarkable artistic talent. Without wasting time, I took the boy with me, sent the drawings to St. Petersburg, and a month or two later sent him there, where he was accepted to the Academy of Arts as a student.

This was the future professor of painting, the best Russian mariner Ivan Konstantinovich Aivazovsky.

They brought the girl to school. For the money they married.

I just looked at my bookmarks in the browser.
pages by type "perfect hips for 4 weeks" peacefully coexist with "cake with almond", "double chocolate cake" and so on.