A publicity tour, a crowd of people walking around the cool hotel of the international network. After a welcome cocktail, everyone is invited to the roof to look at the cafe - they have such a chip. Climb up the stairs, or on the elevator - guess what will the majority of skilled managers choose :-)

The 1st group went. On the roof (6th floor) the elevator stopped, but the doors did not open. When everyone realized that the elevator was stuck, someone said melancholy:

"That croissant was still too much..."

They will try to create an eternal engine.

The eternal engine needs eternal details... and who will release them?

The subordinate writes:
Irina: I have a parental meeting today - I wanted to ask you to leave at 17:00 :$
Okay, I will leave at 17.

In the anti-world, horses live in a camp and steal the Gypsies.

The Neighbors :
The Virgin Oret:
Seriously!! and Sergei! He begins to cry, Serzhengkaaa! Fuck the shit! I hate you! The cock!
Again a complaint: Seriously!
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So the police need to be called - the wicked has just struck Serroju.

Everything flows when nothing changes. Proved by JCH.

I feel like coffee in Turkish.
How is it?
Let’s go, dogs, to the bowl!

Comments on the film:
X-Film roasted we and the cockroaches.
Thank you very much "x"!!! The description did not give an idea of the film. Your comment helped a lot.
I know, I will not push.

From the discussion news: "The pursuit of the British submarine for Russian ships ended in a blow to the ice"

>>Caperang Umka will drill a hole under the next order, no other!

KIRAKIR: Ah, such a happiness, and so bad about 3.14bat!!! to
It is about 2,718 bats!!! Write more literally!! to

There is such a technique of home magic: if you are waiting for a phone call, and it is not, you have to start doing things that will prevent you from responding immediately. I helped at different times: to start mixing the paste, to get out to take the garbage. When the child was small, it was great to put it in place for an hour and a half, and then wait a couple of minutes.

In general, the child is in school, the garbage is taken after yesterday’s cleaning, the doctor forbids me from making cakes – I don’t even know how to call a potential employer.

They just couldn’t talk. They lived in a community, all in one place. They did nothing, only quarreled, gathered and beat each other. Sitting around the fire. They produced choral sounds remotely reminiscent of songs. So it went year after year. They became more and more stupid and stupid.
Stand to stand. Didn’t primitive humans evolve?
What about primitive people? I am talking about "House-2"

I worked as a taxi driver.
It was a full moon night. At 11:30 I received the order: "Cemetary".
"Are they satanists?"—I thought and didn’t go there.

(A couple of weeks later, I learned from other taxi drivers that there was a private cabin nearby that few people knew about. And the staff, desperate to tell her where she was, began to order "to the cemetery".)

Greet me! I have filed for a divorce.)
Congratulations to! We need to delight the girls. such a man and without a grandmother))

Abzy: Let me first look at Wikipedia what a plugin is.
Plugin: an independently compiled software module.
Abbey to Fuck! It’s not easier hour by hour.

The elderly began to register the middle daughter’s mailbox. The younger made hysteria: “I want my mailbox!!!” Sitting in the mailbox too!!!" A long oral I went out to cook, asking the elderly to read him or include the cartoon.
I say silence. The older ones turned out brilliantly: placed the younger (he is 3 years old) in a cookie box, announcing that it is a mailbox. Sitting there was comfortable, by the way.

The Neighbors:
The Virgin Oret:
Seriously!! and Sergei! He begins to cry, Serzhengkaaa! Fuck the shit! I hate you! The cock!
Again a complaint: Seriously!

Well, then you can approximately imagine a person’s reaction to this answer:
Do you have the tubes tied? (A question to me from an unfamiliar aunt on a walk - I went with three children)
And with you?
I thought she would sink...

I thought here. It would be cool, twist the scraps into the auto-responsor, like in the ash. Here you are watching a filmmaker fit, someone writes to you, and he fights and communicates, saying, "Distance, disgusted, not for you my online burns."

Better a man in a sleeve.
In the sleeve? Maybe in the hands?
No, it is in the sleeve that it is more reliable.