Chelyabinsk Auto Forum, the theme of the culture of driving, missing or not on the roads of Chelyabinsk and Moscow when rebuilding or leaving the secondary
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I caught myself in the thought that I like to miss more not because I will help a person, but because he will thank me after an accident. It is funny that the feeling of satisfaction with what is done appears only after the accident. And if they don’t blink, I’m always loudly outraged: "And where do you thank you, scuco?"

14 of plus. I thought I was the only one.)

I sit behind the compound I don’t touch anyone
Meu
What is?
Meu to me!
Oh what?? to
It is shit!! to
 I don’t understand it.! to
 and so on!! to
Good to talk to me in my ununderstood language!!!! to
Me to Me!! to
I don’t understand your cowboy!! to
Meu to me!
And the pen? Go to jump)
Oh mrr! ?

This weekend in our glorious city was held a tournament of reconstructors. Spectacular, the guys in armor, the ringing of swords and tails. Not far from me, a little girl of five years old watched this action with enthusiasm, when my mom finally managed to pull her out of there, the girl quietly said, "Experiences, robots."

A familiar xxx girl put on a “healthy” diet, he complains to our common friend yyy:
xxx: here’s how to explain to her and not offend that I’m running from her muscle yogurt to the toilet all the time? Short but not rude.
yyy: Mmm... "Mademoiselle, my pop from your diets is crying with brown tears"...

Our Siddhars are so strange. You never know what to talk about.
They fought a lot today.
One screams Where am I wrong? Where is?
The second answer is Where? In the core!! He knocks on his head with his fist.

An advertisement on the website for the sale of pets:
"very kind and affectionate kitten loves to play, learns to the bowl and to dry food)"

Jerald: This ugly cat has settled right next to the printer and breaks my drawings right at the exit.

A cat stunned, and the internet turned off in a minute. I am sorry, gods of Admin, for the holy thing has been bitten.

Kare: I want to die
Go and buy a tomb.
Kare: I have no money.
Loans: You do not have to lend.

Go to the object... at Gazelle...
At the KP stops the haishnik(G)... Mordasty such... Appeals to the driver(B):
Are you the whole team again?
A – Yes...
Again with papers and sober?
B – Of course...
G (going out of the car) - When you already start to buckle...

Probably not quite in the topic, recalled a recent case.
I was driving in a steep SUV, a very respectable lady, a professor of the Moscow Conservatory, a doctor of art and a really unrealistic wise woman, and told me something. Her speech sounded approximately as follows: "Honestly, I am not very close to the interpretation of Skryabin Sofronitsky - in my opinion, his aesthetic worldview... WHERE CHESH, KOZEL SRANY???... slightly do not coincide with the author’s ideas on the interpretation of works, especially early... Fuck, not sleep, your mother!!!... period of creation, in part..." (and etc.) is

xxx:Park..in google translator from Russian to Tajski word life translates as Buhay
Yyy: What a native he is, this Taalsky...

When I come, everything will change. Bush is beautiful, handsome.
Can cowards also wear clean clothes?
What are you? what are you dirty?
He:...how can you say...and in some pants to go to work for three weeks without washing so you can’t?
She: Definitely not!! to
It is a pity that he went to record.

My mom burned today. I sit reading a book. Mother comes in.
Let me take a picture of you! As if you are smart!

I go on the bus in the morning, I see one house on the bench Hannuriki sitting. A little blue after yesterday.
They laughed all over the street. They tell each other:
Do you remember when we came home drunk yesterday?
Noah and what?
Let’s go on the big ones! Well, sit down, go: I-something, and you right along the road. Between the trucks he lavished, then on a narrow edge, then zigzagged past all the columns along the sidewalk.Then he drove to the calice, tears from the big, could not open the tick and there fell.

M: He who says that putting a blanket in a carpet is the worst punishment, probably never smoothed the curtains.

My brother is a fourth grade. The evening. I sit and play dead space, little doing English lessons - translation.
B: Listen to me
I: Well... (without paying attention)
How do I translate "bear"?
Tagged with: "beer"

The next day his teacher calls me and carries my brain. It turns out this gifted man thought in translation to write something like "Summer in the forest everyone loves: fox, rabbit and beer".

Why didn’t you call me today?
YYY: I... I don’t know... I don’t know how to avenge)))

Try for a person who does not like you, every time you remember him, give him the imaginary most luxurious (or especially good) gift, imagining how he is happy, and you will see that he will treat you better as you do to him.

Commentary :
Aaaah... I can’t. Shaw presented it. I give Hammer to this man. And he was delighted! Honestly so, really so! The Satisfaction! And I approach him like... iii... on a frog with an elbow on a shit!
The first attempt failed, though.

I was reading the Fallout Encyclopedia. And there he found information about the 69 shelter, which was housed by 1,000 women and only one man. Would you not be in that man’s place? and :)
It was like we met yesterday, God. There would be a thousand lesbians and one sad onanist.