From Bormor

A mouse was caught in the factory. They showed everyone.
The women, of course, immediately with a suitable occasion whispered to the sides and began to recite: "fu, ugliness, ugliness, go away!"
I came and looked.
“Yes,” I say, “it is not a mouse, but a earthworm. She is not a rodent at all, but an insect-eating, that is, think, a relative of the eggs.
The beast did not look different. But all the women gathered around and whispered, “Oh, what a slump, mimimi, let’s see!”
You say in the name...

A new recipe for peanut soup has blown up the internet.

I remember a case from my youth when I was wearing wide pants and an old sweater. There were a couple of thousand in my pocket (well for a month +-). And I was friends with a beautiful, smart and rich enough girl.

Years later, I remembered her. She taught me to drive my car (I had no rights and experience), at night (I and she worked during the day), and in one of the trips she showed me four secluded places in the city to do "interesting" things. And I am so naive "mmmm cool place, and there are other interesting places?"

So, a year later, I truly realized that I was a complete idiot.
Well, after a year, I can safely say that I have in any case avenged for somebody’s “friendship.”

Sometimes I dream that I walk around the city in cowards, hiding with a blanket.
You would like to live with Peter.
(The Companion)

And one and the other can suddenly become a faithful wife.

More about the posture "Faithful Wife", please

Well, I see you’re not all calm about abortion. That you don’t sit on babies’ forums, or have you already gotten everyone there?
Women have always had abortions. Previously, this was done underground, at the house of babies, who were forging there with spikes, which caused a lot of complications and even fatal outcomes. Then abortions were legalized, but at first they were done without anesthesia, and the doctor also condemned - you will know how to move your legs. Now abortions are done under anesthesia and with minimal risk. Do you, the fierce opponents of abortion, want to drive women back into the stone age, so that the consequences of underground abortions gain the previous scale?
And let you know that the lion’s share of abortions falls on married women, not teenagers.

The case was when they were just beginning to live with a young man (MCH). He worked for himself, accordingly, often came late. Because of this, they started the rule: if he came, and I sleep, dinner in the refrigerator, feed yourself.
I ate a cottage one night. She soaked the shovel, poured "Fery" and went to bed. In the morning, I see the same bowl with the remains of the egg. For breakfast, I am pleasant, say, how good you are, even if you came from work and late, and washed the bowl to cook the egg! In response full of horror look and convulsive swallowing. It turns out, the beloved came, looked into the bowl, saw the fat there, by the smell understood that the fat was out of the cottage, and rushed to bake a disgraceful "cottle" egg! Even the rest of the bread!
Everyone remained alive and healthy, and this story became a family joke and a recognition of my culinary talents, since I even have the water with Fairy delicious!

"Horses were taught to communicate with people in the language of signs".

I want to eat and I want to eat".

I’m not going to go out "".

E@ashit you a copper in the forehead - " I am dissatisfied".

You are a lawyer, you must know what you can and what you can not.
A lawyer should know as much as possible when not. The rest does not matter.

A steam truck cut circles around the stop, consisting of a pigeon, a child, and his mother. A fat pigeon rushed after the thrown seed, behind the pigeon was a boy, two years old, trying to catch a bird. The boy caught his mother so that he did not catch a contagious pigeon. I controlled this steam car by throwing the seeds.
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This is:

Well, and Sasha, Pasha, Olli, Viti - Russian ear is unpleasant.

Is it in your Russian ear?

I met by working with a girl (manager at the supplier). First kisses, flowers, theatres, walks in the park. After 3 months of first sex, everything was like a fairy tale. Sometimes she stayed with me, sometimes I stayed with her. After five months, the date of the wedding and the names of the children began to be discussed. But one day she did not return from work, the phone is unavailable. I called her friend. She asked sadly, what did she never say? She has immigrated. So, it turns out, the husband was there and prepared their move, and she just got bored.

There are three Chechens in the brigade, two at night, one per day. They communicate in Russian easily and almost constantly. About eight o’clock in the morning and evening, during the shift, a critical number of them gathered in one place – three people, and the rest of the brigade has the opportunity to appreciate the beauty of the Chechen language. As they say, at col-ve>=3, only on their native, with extremely insignificant inclusions of the great and powerful, and, of course, sufficient, for a constructive conversation, the volume of mat.

In fact, there is a hot controversy in Chechnya. All non-Chechens have long put on this fact, perceiving a conversation as just a noisy background.

But begin to jump (in Russian) the abbreviation "EGE", the words "diploma", "promotion", "master". I listen - here and I eat understandably: they talk about passing the EGE, for back-to-back in the universe, and there and promotion, you can as a master go higher, and so on.

I pour tea, sit next to me, in the conversation pause, I continue in Russian:

- Without a tower nowhere, right, you need to study, if there is a technician, you can go to the universe without EGE - only the entrance to pass, and in general, and so on.

You would see their faces. Now they consider me a very cunning Russian, who hid their knowledge of Chechen, for his perverted purposes. Yes, they try to keep me silent.

by Saballo_marino
I caught myself on the fact that I completely stopped rushing to all kinds of not very appropriate reducers from food. All these potatoes, soups and seeds under the beer slip past the ear, without touching anything. Well, a potato with a lantern, you will think, a frog of war. Not so seen.

True, it’s not that I’ve become more tolerant, or even that I’ve just become accustomed to these words. Easier and more sad.

They were killed by copts "School" and "Sea".

The four degrees of lies:
1st A small lie
2nd The Big Lie
Three Statistics
4 is Unlimited mobile internet

XXX: Let’s say I have a polto.
Yyy: And also Atos, Alamis, d'Altanyan. Padding of pedals optional

I had a friend in my youth. He was friends with a beautiful girl named Natasha, who, according to the classic of the genre, had a terrible girlfriend named Olya. My friend was from the village, and studied with us and lived in the community. This Olya had the eyes that were far apart, and were large, on the outer edge, and a long mouth, which made it very similar to a frog. And here, on the summer holidays, Natasha went to host the village to this Ole. And something went on for a long time that a friend was bored by her and decided to go to visit her. He called me with him. Since my friend was thin and very bitter, that in an unknown village could have led to sad consequences, and I was engaged in fighting and pumping muscles, and could advocate if anything. But the point is not that. We arrived before that on the sidewalks under the evening. I have to find out where this olive is. She said that "the coolest girl in the village, that all the guys just follow her and run and everyone knows her." I asked everyone where they lived like that. But in vain, no one knew a girl with such a combination of name and surname. Then I couldn’t stand it, explain to one guy: “Well, this one, with balls on the shovel, smells a frog!The guy immediately reacted, “Aha, you would have said, a frog! Out of her house!”

Now I want to point out a different point of view.
Should a girl from a decent family use vaseline?
I ask you to answer, it's a livestream.

Yes, if she’s sorry for a man, she’ll lubricate him a piece of vaseline before putting a strapon there.
If not sorry, you understand.

How is it with the budget?
The problems, Vladimir Vladimirovich.
I have to make a search for the colonel.
In which?
Yes to anybody!

" Improvement of the social sphere. Improving the social sphere – more than 25 years on the market of political prostitution slogans!