From the forum:
Please tell me where to buy an antidote.
Is Misha going to get married?

The post-apocalyptic Moscow There are 2 mutants. One teaches another:
A canned bowl is better to choose with a flash. Meat is fat.

But be careful, there are counterfeits.

I think on the show "Wait for Me" there is a special hangar where the missing people are held...

He studied in the Lyceum (Hello, Erudite) and attended the Faculty of Informatics. He was led by a young teacher from the university.
Here are the classes. The cabinet was small, and all the visitors could fit in the first parties.
The teacher rings the phone, he removes the phone and says "yes, I am in the high school, at classes". The man who sat closest to him as a rabbit "Ma-a-a-ha-a-a-a!!! Thats a woook-u!and "

Further expression of the face of the teaching - O_O
And in the telephone:
and Mom! What kind of babies? What kind of vodka? I teach children!

We caught with laughter.

p.s Yes, we were avenged for that. :D

Search in Yandex:
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The wall fucking.

A girl, A girl
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The Internet has a torch.
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Why don’t you connect quickly?
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I am poor!
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Are you paying for inets?
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500 is
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Unlimited
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What is the speed?
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What are two? ? ? ? ? ? ?
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I was afraid you would ask! I don’t know why two.Jokingly *

Tajik video pirates go to Moscow, watch the premiere in the cinema, return home and tell a movie for money.

Talk about caterpillar and caterpillar...

The post-apocalyptic Moscow There are 2 mutants. One teaches another:
A canned bowl is better to choose with a flash. Meat is fat.

Choosing a hotel in Egypt, reading reviews, this killed to death:

Hotel for 2 - but very interesting, with double accommodation to you can accommodate a man, do not be surprised. I recommend single women, you will be provided with everyone, even a man. There are still cockroaches in the hotel, but the light did not burn in my room and I saw them only in the morning. In this hotel you will get acquainted with all kinds of flora and fauna, small mouses with pumps on their tails will run around the room and bite their legs, mosquitoes will provide you with acupuncture, and in the pool swim leeches and strawberries. All this is very funny. The reception is very polite service, trying to fix. Everyone promises to do in a minute (24 hours in Egypt).

The airline interrupted air traffic in Europe again.

There are only two weather conditions in our country: "Blin, is it so cold?!" and " Fuck... is it so hot?!?!" ; = )

Talk of friends
Hello when you give me the money.
I’ll go through Sanya, it’ll be faster.
No, I don’t need to go through Sanya, I owe it to him.

I would give my supper to the enemy, and you would attack them all.

In the twelve years I have lived in the United States, I have never seen a single homeless dog here. I don’t know exactly why, but there are no homeless dogs here, and that’s all.
Homeless cats are full in the United States. They, indeed, are not very different from the households - all cared for and nourished, people are not trustworthy, but simply immersive.
I quickly became accustomed to this arrangement, and, in general, I was not surprised at all when seven years ago, this three-colour naked creature fell into my house in Richmond, which I had just bought. It collapsed entirely masterly, made itself scratch first, humbled over my efforts, and then that it wanted to eat.
Eating was given. The creation of a served lunch was a bit crazed, but also quite indulgence, and then hinted that everything, in my services, it is no longer needed. And set to rest on the veranda under the sun, all four legs up, only the shameful place covered with its tail.
Well, get out, then I went to do my business too.
In general, a gorgeous red cat lived on my veranda. I don't know what it did the days, I was at work at that time, but every morning and evening it properly took air baths in front of my house, and collected tribute from me in the form of food and scratches.
And so it would all go on, if I had not cut the grass in front of the house in one of the weekends. I was just setting up to start the grasshoppers when I saw a rather unusual pair.
In front of him was a raised six-year-old, with some big poster in his hand. Apparently her father was following her. And both of them shouted in two voices: “Squirks, Squirks, where are you?”
The girl first noticed me, and with tears she rushed, and immediately told me that she had lost a cat, that this cat was probably eaten by a big angry wolf, and that she is called Crab because she scratches the door, and now no longer scratches because she is gone, and did I not see her? I cry for my thousand. And on the poster painted with coloured pencils, a blink-eyed thing, a mutant Cheburashka, a spoiled pineapple with legs and ears. No, I’t have any idea what it was about if it wasn’t the color of the spots on Cheburacho ananas. He was just like the cat I had.
So I told the girl and her father that I don’t know exactly, but something like this is blowing up on my veranda right now. The girl didn’t even listen, she immediately watched.
Oh, it turned out to be the same. Oh, what a sea of spells and enthusiasm!
The girl grabbed the unconscious cat in a clutcher, her father long regretted my hand, named himself Stan, and thanked for the help in the search.
Three of them left, completely happy. That is, father and daughter were happy, I’m not so sure about the cat.
I would have forgotten all this safely, if the story had not received an unexpected continuation.
About two days later, quite late in the evening, my phone suddenly ringed. I picked up the phone and a woman called. She introduced herself, apologized for the concern, and said that she was calling all the neighbors because her daughter had a missing cat. The cat’s name is Sally, she’s three-colored, and has never run away before, and now she’s been gone for two days. Did I see this cat by chance?
I honestly answered that I saw the three-colour cat because it has been living on my veranda for a month, but that its owners have been found, and that the name of this cat is not Sally, but Tsarapa.
I was surprised then how many three-color cats are lost in my village.
A day later, a man called me and asked me about a three-color cat that was missing from his wife. This third cat was also called somehow, with a completely different name.
And a week later, when I was going to work in the morning, I saw a familiar portrait of a three-coloured naked creature attached to the tree to tears, with a tearful appeal below: "We have a family member missing, his name is Tommy, if you have seen him, please return for a reward!"
Then it finally came to me. I called Stan and asked how their favorite is. Stan said that the daughter is happy that the cat has been found, and that now she is no longer released from the house, or, don’t give god, she will be lost again.
Stan would have been spreading on the subject for a long time, how grateful he was to me, but I interrupted it. Just offered the cat to let go for a walk, and something didn’t matter to him about the avitaminosis, which will definitely happen to their pet if it is held locked up.

A week later, I noticed that Stan listened to me. Because the overwhelming multi-colored creature suddenly painted on my veranda again. Again, it required scratches and feeding. The calls from the desperate neighbors stopped.

I wondered one thing – is this cat really speaking of different names? I also experimented – every time I called him in a new way, and Maska, and Sanka, and Proška. It responded correctly to everything. And then he is fed, so why not repent?

By the way, it is still alive. I don’t know how many of my neighbors now consider him their domestic cat, and how many different names they call him. I think there are many such neighbors, and what else would this colorful creature become so fat under old age?

What sex is it, I don’t know, and why do I? Let it be so, in one house let it be a girl named Tsarapka, in another a lady named Sally, and in the third a gentleman named Tommy.
In my opinion, it is just a red-black-white, naked, very affectionate, and very cat creature.

As a result of the special operation of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, in the sandstores of the city of Moscow were detained dozens of minors participants of the action "blue light".

With the arrival of summer, the office plankton is getting worse and worse starting to look at the admin. Reasons for two:
1 only he can hit on the dressboard and walk in shorts, socks and sandals
In the server room there is an air conditioner that can cool any room to 8 degrees.

You know now that her name is Jeanne Friske.
In my time, everybody just wanted a black from the Brilliant!))

All the arrested on May 12 participants of the "Blue Cage" campaign were released: they were released without drawing up a protocol due to the absence of a crime. Representatives of the GUVD of Moscow, who arrived at the OVD China-city to understand the situation, promised that the police officers who carried out the detention would be punished.

They will be sentenced to 15 days of wearing blue blankets while serving.

And again from the popular community "virginity" on l.ru.

Question from the girl (D):
(d) Guys, please without STEB, advise how to divorce a guy for sex? Not to look like a prostitute. What are the receptors that influence the subconscious? Boys, what are you going to do?
Share who can.)

A: I have a good option.
You will need to be alone first. When this happens, with the words that it’s too hot here, start gradually dressing up. When you dress up, if it doesn’t have the desired effect, ask you to shower.
After that, with the screams about what is so cold here, kick him in your arms and ask him to warm up.
If that doesn’t help, put your things in your bags, find a mirror there. Look carefully from your feet to your head. If it’s all right, with the words that he’s not enough that pidoaz, and also impotent, fuck him on the cheek and go away with the head high.

Anyone tried on a bright sunny day with extended pupils after a visit to the ophthalmologist, with vision "minus 7" without glasses and contact lenses to get with three transplants on the road to the other end of the city?? to
Sports orientation of the city!!! to