xxx:Today I came out of the El Techa couple and said that I had a dead Hoff.
I broke in with tears in my eyes and gave out my hand, she asked who was the goff, but I was too sad,
to speak
She let go)

Excerpt from the article on masturbation from the newspaper Metro... I wave xDDDD
According to statistics, 5% of women trick their Bermuda Triangle every day.

Qandrat: then, the news
Fusekey: Let me know!
Qandrat: Microsoft bought Skype for $8.5 billion.
Fusekey: Ooh tree.. and I downloaded O_o for free

All people make others happy, only some by their presence, others by their absence.
Ogoniok

It shook!

Tax checks for accounting are like a tsunami for Japan. In the sense, everyone knows that someday inevitably will happen, but every time they are not ready for the fact that it is happening "directly". Especially when in accounting such a mess, which had to be in one cute printing firm, where I had to work for a while. No, the taxes were paid properly, although there was a "black" accounting — but very little. within permissible limits.
The barracks were literal. Half of the documents were dispatched in the wrong folders - for example, in advance reports, you could easily find a payment for paper, and a salary note, and instructions for the vacuum cleaner. Approximately one-third of the papers in general are rolled into rolls and sprinkled over different cracks. And where did the others go - nobody knows at all: but how would you know if no one has ever worked there for more than six months?
And here are the taxpayers and demand the immediate "compliance".
Avril is terrible.
Accounting is a tiny room, in which some building oligofrened radiators, which in turn the gym to heat, and therefore the window is constantly open even in the frost. There is a printer under the window. And three tables, a closet with a broken door, a prehistoric safe, a bunch of shelves and three accountants are pressed into the ten-square room, charged with all this mess and going to resign to the damn mother. Between the tables there is a passage in which a fat man will get stuck like Winnie the Pooh in a rabbit’s hole. I think the disposition is clear.
The taxpayers were placed in the “conference room” – a good room for regular corporate drunkenness. And they came to us every fifteen minutes with new demands – to rework, to schedule, to find, and so on.
And here are the three "tax bodies" in this passage at once - they want something again. This “something” needs to be printed. The printer does not want to print - the cartridge has long been working on the last "puke", Svetka depicts a ragged activity, which is said to be all, the headbuck helps with advice:
The light, and you shock him.
The lighthouse gets the cartridge and begins to mutate it with all her young enthusiasm. Demonstrate your diligence and diligence. Cartridge says:
“Hey!” and... at this moment the entrance door opens!!! What happens if a window is opened, the door to the office is opened and the entrance is opened? It is right, through.
The remains of the toner with a black slide (directly like in "Lost") are carried through the passage and impressed in the mouths of taxpayers!
For those who suddenly don’t know – take some laser printing and try to wash THIS. Who is lazy, I will say - with the usual means (water, soap, Domestos, alcohol, etc.) P is will not succeed.
The paper disappears rather than the image.
And we have the “image” of three black taxpayers! Characteristically, in
We didn’t get a gram!
Oh yes, it shook me! Summary of the head.

The taxpayers are very lucky that the company is engaged in polygraphy and printing. With “special means.” Or would doolgo wear with black rodents in search of "what to wash."
The examination was completed on the same day. Just waving on us with the hand and writing out some foolish warning about the mess in the documentation...

I watch "In the World of Animals": on the shore, on the rocks, the fatty bodies of fed pofigistic individuals, who shout disorderly and mock their heads, dumb looking at the figure of the leader, have collapsed in masses. I switch to another channel - the same: the State Duma meeting.

Sanatio is in the network
Ristardhon: The Pest!
Sanatio is out of the network
Ristardhon: One shot – one kill

Department of Public Organizations:

When entering the public service, each candidate must pass the test.

Sitting next to the city phone. We go to the next room and start calling him.

If you sit out for 15 minutes and do not understand the phone - we take to work!

Antony
I haven't bought 4 iPhones and I'm seriously not thinking about buying a fifth.
Andrei
I have the same fit with the entire Porsche line-up.

But here we had a lecture, an old one, a student comes in late for a couple, then a dialogue:
C. Can I go in?
P. Of course it cannot.
C is why?
P. You are late.
C. So I was a little late, I don’t count.
P is (showing the middle finger) And if I toss you a little bit in the ass, is it considered? If you don’t come in.)

She said to him, “Yes, you spend more time in the car than I do!”

Did you see the horse he stopped on the race?
- Ah... How can I imagine how he now enters her burning cage...

In Windows 8, the utility MetroController appeared. The first item of the settings is "Disable all new features" ;)

Chechen leader Ramzan Kadyrov said the financing of the republic has a divine nature. When asked about the sources of funding of the republic, he replied: “Allah gives. I do not know. The money comes from".

Alx (11:50:44 5/10/2011)
It seems to me that the initiators of the Third World War will be Apple and Samsung.

Sit down Petrov.
What, Marianne 5?
and 4s.

Q: How does your cat live there? You’re used to the toilet, don’t you worry?
A: No, I am not afraid.
Z: He would be scared. There are no photocopies in the shoes.

In the depth
The prime minister plunged with the aqualance to a two-meter depth. Suddenly, on a well-lit site, he saw two slightly dug amphores.
That is luck! He woke up. I want to find the gold collar.
Five minutes later, something yellow flashed in front of me. Yes, it was the gold of Kolchak!
The Prime Minister sailed and sailed, and all the new mysteries of past centuries opened up: the mysterious masks of the Incas, the royal treasures, the golden runo of the Greeks, the well-preserved inscriptions of the Druids, Atlantis, the Alexandrian Library.
An hour, a day, a week.
- Carry, carry him more, - spread unheardly for the prime minister over the water. Take everything you have. If only I didn’t float. If only I didn’t float.

Nanaki: fat to be good, you run into the subway car, everyone flies away
elguraya: high even better, all dissatisfied rows remain at the level of the ass

After the game, both the foot and the king will play in the same and tighter box.