Have you read the apple garden?
by Nea (
A classic among other things.
and black))
ууу:"The Cherry Garden"Chekhov read, and the Apple-no)))))
XHHH: Blue... It’s gone, it’s called

Conversation at the computer
Are you going to eat, my little dinosaur?
M: What, such a tail and thick?and :)
No, so green and grown - the third day eggs are sown!

Yesterday I went into the menopause for a bit. I sit in my office and write an explanation. There is a computer and everything is done. Meanwhile, give me a passport and go where it’s gone. In half an hour he returns, like - in the archive you are clean. I tell you, you have the technology. This is the car, and you don’t have a base in it? The answer is worth 5 points. This is a chance to listen, and the base is still on the cards :)

by Diesel:
"Respond to the novel:
Sometimes in my youth I added on the course 512 DDR then the tea of the mother splashed :)"

The Ancient Man Learned How to Get Fire

Archer: Look, the bulghotters stopped sitting in contacts?? to
xxx: So I gave them your words that you will take them if they don’t stop.
Archer:...o_o
Archer: Not you @#bu, Serge... The Soap!! to
Isn’t that the same thing?

I remembered.
7-10 years ago, at the time of sites on folk.ru, I stumbled on someone’s personal page. A notable feature of it was the weather informant. And everything would be nothing, but it was a photo of a regular street thermometer, which lies on the window outside.
He read every morning his thermometer, cut it in size, and inserted it on the site.
I checked a few days - the informant worked correctly)))))

and Mourik:
I told my parents that I was going to get a motorcycle right in the summer. so the father again began to beat in hysteria, and the mother said "everything that is between the legs, the vehicle is not"...

It’s like being eaten by a Swedish ambassador in Papua. Yes, they eat, but that’s the tradition. Again, they regretted and even allowed to eat the ambassador of Papua in Sweden.

I make a presentation on study
Stereotypes about Britain. I started looking for a picture of Philios Fogg from the cartoon Around the World in 80 Days
What is the presentation???? to
I was immersed in childhood))) when I reviewed the cassette with the recording several times)))

Plus everyone who remembers Phillios Fogg, Pasparto, Fix, Billinda Maine, and Lord Maine.
Sorry for the inaccuracies if there are.)

Do you have a plan, Mr. Fix?? to
Yes, I have a plan, Mr. Fix!

Today we have a teacher at the lecture. He brought a vessel with liquid nitrogen for a pair. He licked them various objects, and then broke them with a hammer. He then wore a rubber glove and dropped his thumb into nitrogen. At the same time, he said that the pain is not felt at all and it is almost safe. He kept his finger in the nitrogen for 30 seconds and raised his hand. He touched his finger and said with a happy face that he was frozen.
He put his hand on the table and swallowed his finger!! There were pink pieces on all sides. The girls whispered, and the guys sat with this face of O_o. It turned out that he blinded his finger from plasticine and put it in a gloves in advance:))))))))

The Race:

I went somehow to a friend with a beer, drank, talked, naturally squeezed, went to the toilet. I go in and see the picture - a roll of toilet paper (soft, pink) stands on the shelf (alternatively), another roll is harder and unpainted (but the USSR), a slicked tube sheet of small slick paper (zero), the same sheet of a large slick (seven probably)... became scary.
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Ten years ago, I went to the bathroom. On the wall four pockets for toilet paper, above each inscription. In the two ordinary toilet paper, above them is written "For boys" and "For girls", in the third - a sliced newspaper ("For old-fashioned people") and in the latter - a slice ("For lovers of sharp sensations").

comments on the topic at the Kyrgyz Forum that Rosa Otunbayev was appointed interim president of Kyrgyzstan until the end of 2011:

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yyy: well yes, why, they are the results of the morning poll on the forum of pasmarelli, where the majority of votes "for" and decided that so will come.

zzz: Putin probably sits and thinks "and how could it have been that way too? o_0"

Pictures of mentally ill people. The first comment killed:
I painted like that in school.

Why are you so messy on the floor?
Yyy: Hm... because I’m having a disorderly sex life.

Time – midnight, dialogue in the ass, with a man in the army (Kier):

Devi: I am going to sleep.
I want to get up at six.
I’d like to do it too, but it’s dressed :)
Can’t you take off the dress?
Kier: Yeah, it is just like this:)))

Boy: Generally, it will be gentle, so that you won’t even notice anything.
I want to say something ?
Q: Well, I’ll give you the signs so you don’t get confused)))
D: to raise the signs?)))
P is ah. "Stand up", "Stand up", "Cry and scratch your back"
D: * rofl *
P: and at the end of the "Burning Applause"

to this:

We decided that we would open NarcDonald’s.In it will be "GashishBurger","Drug free" and "McMac",and "HappyCurry"))
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Max is
This is what I smoke!!!! to

Mashutka: Well, while we wait for rl - insert the letter to get the word: _lyon
Tagged: Member
by Sanyalol: члён
Princess: Member
Knightofdeath: The Clone
Imbalena: O0 suddenly

Money, of course, does not smell, but to have it, you need to have a good smell.

The summer. My wife and daughter are on duty service in Moscow. The hour of night.
The call. The Worried Wife:
Wow, what to do? Tanke had a huge butterfly in her ear.
It comes out!
I advise to find a pincet in the cosmetic and act on it. In a few minutes I will receive a thank you SMS. This is prehistory.

From the testimony of eyewitnesses it was possible to establish the following: at midnight, having laid the children, two girlfriends sit on the wing to drink honeymoon to talk about this. At this time, a healing night butterfly crashes into one’s ear on a shaving flight and floats inside, after which it begins futile attempts to get out. Trying to get free, the animal furiously scratches his legs about the drum membrane. It turns out that it is very painful. Also becomes obvious the fact that the female ear is deep enough to accommodate a fairly large insect, and it is not possible to extract it with your fingers.
At the Extraordinary Council, the decision is made not to call Shoigu, but to do so by false means. For example a toothbrush. After several sensitive injections into the butt, the creature decides to leave the sadists through the brain, but the female drum membrane turns out to be strong enough and the attempt to escape fails.
Furthermore, the Council decides to drown the joint leg, and get rid of the body with a strong stream of water. The victim moves into the shower. Washing brings some results in the form of stopping snoring, after which experts conclude the onset of death due to drowning. However, removing the body with water pressure is not possible.
Try to replace water with air. The powerful Delonghi vacuum cleaner comes into operation with a removable container for dust collection. A visual inspection of the container shows the absence of a butterfly in it, a visual inspection of the ear confirms the disappointing conclusions of experts – drowning led to a bloating of the body, which prevented the suction.
The High Council makes a brilliant decision. Since when taking off an airplane, the laying of ears can be eliminated by swallowing, experts come to the conclusion about the connection of ears with the nasopharynx, and therefore between them. In the light of God, a pump is drawn for inflating air balls.
The attention! Under the drum break, the pump is naturally inserted into the ear opposite to the affected. However, the failure of the experiment proves the errors of theoretical calculations.
Finally, the Council decides to abandon the futile struggle, the help of the hall and the 50/50. Called a friend. Next you know.

P.S The extracted insect immediately went up into the air and quietly fled to the nearest lighthouse to complain.