S_N: Be tolerant
S_N: Tolerate me fuck!

WOW: I am friends with a new fellow, he looks after himself and dresses well. A lot of people tell me he’s gay. I am tired of proving the opposite.

In the company there is a chief engineer by the name Bludin.
I am in his office, the boss calls:
You are where?
I am a madman :)

Yyy: I’m sure I’ll be able to ride the roof on the rear wheel!
Oh, poor Carlson, one day the cloth thieves and the cyclist will come to him! Two celebrations in one day
Have you smoked anything there?
XXX: The tea bags? Be careful with tea bags. They are gentle creatures. Treat them with care.
YYY: How to understand this?
Tea bags are friends with cookies, and cookies are friends with milk, in turn the tea bags are neutral to milk, while the cookies are neutral to coffee, although the tea bags are the direct enemy of coffee, which follows that the waffles are broken into two fronts.
My brain...

Asked here:

Why should we learn Russian from the textbooks of Dietmar Eliashevich Rosenthal?

We answered:

Because even Dmitry Elijahevich Rosenthal knows Russian better than you. And also because he, unlike most of our compatriots with you, loves Russian language, not hates it. He tastes the culture of speech, preserves the beauty of the word, avoiding spelling and punctuation errors, and does not dream of replacing all Russian words with cool-sounding foreign words. Can you boast of this, great speaker of the language?

The dispensation. The schoolgirls. in the office of the gynecologist. Questions are ordinary.
Do you have sexual life?
and Ved.
At what time did you start?
As well as at 12...

Chat Mormon:
Chelsey: Hey Crust
HURTS: What is it? I am not Krust, I am Hurts.
HURTS: I do not call you a member.

Drugan is studying in oil and gas, decided to go to Gazprom for practice. I went to the interview, all right. At the registration, they asked:"Does any of the parents work at Gazprom?", he said: "No", "A, then we will not take you, we only take children or relatives of Gazprom employees...". We are gradually returning to the nobility.

He is a fool, or an idiot, you need to think. Let’s say, a peculiar.
YYY: How is it?
xxx: Well, see, for example: we were warned that at the exam you can polish your profile for 5 minutes. Everyone was delighted, and he was so thoughtful. And at the exam, it turned out that he hid the chips in the cardboard. Places are such. And they were sitting.
YYY: Isn’t it a fucking shit?
XXX is OK. To him there for a few chips a couple of people more than half of the tasks written.

They were doing repairs at home, my mom forced my dad to look for a new roll and a cartridge for paint.Bednyf dad spent the whole day searching, and when he gave up, my mom said, "Well, I didn't just buy them."

I watch the scene: my fellow (extremely ulcerative type) fits to one cute girl from our stream and so timidly, apparently making a significant effort on himself, says:

You have a very nice shirt with a batch today, Nastia.

And the girl did not hear immediately and asks to repeat, for what her fellow member (when you can see the entire stock of galanty) gives out:
I'm asking you, have you gotten a shit for the day?? to

X: How are the fragments?
y is excellent)
How are you?
X: also quietly quiet
What is busy?
Jules Verne’s new novel “30,000 lieues under the water!” A clever thing! Did you read or write that year?
y: no, I didn’t read it)) I read more classics))

The daughter of the oilman, throwing the SMS "call me back", is just fucking fucking!

In "Blockbuster" bought tickets, sat down, waiting for a session.
Suitable for 2 boys, 7-10 years old.
Sorry, but what movie are you in?
- The "Lincoln for a lawyer"
Can I tell you how it ends?
...??? to
I can’t tell you, but I’ll probably tell you!! to
I urgently get the hryvnia on my face, and the boys are happy going on...

C of Pediatrics:
1920 - The United States Postal Service adopts a rule prohibiting the sending of children by mail.

I missed something in this life, of course.

Dachas exist for those who don’t work enough in the wakeful days!!! to

There lived an old-old grandfather, and he had a farm of four rabbits. Just like my grandfather, a red cat. The grandmother was not there - she died, and the grandfather's one-only term was cut off. The cat was old, you can even say - old, sinking puff, encouraged in combat ears, almost lost odor and vision. He did not eat much, slept a lot, and went out on the street only when needed.
In his young years, the cat was heavily obtained from his grandfather, then for an unauthorized place for the toilet, then to jump on the table, then to catch mice. I don't know what the cat thought of the grandfather's pedagogical abilities, but the grandfather's upbringing was beneficial to the cat. Despite the fact that after each execution, the grandmother pressed the cat (so she sometimes called it) to the chest and calmed it by chewing, with the intention of smoothing it to loss of consciousness. The grandfather did not approve of the grandmother’s gentle impulses, but he kept silent.
Because he loved her very much, and she, in turn, loved the puffy red spider very much. Life improved, the cat obeyed the grandfather, caught mice and sometimes rats, and the grandfather instead did not apply repression to the cat.
This is how two veterans lived - grandfather and cat. Since the grandfather understood that the cat was already in a well-deserved retirement, he did not make any special demands on him.
Except to put it on your chest to heat it. What the cat was pleased to do, swirling with a claw. And grandfather in such moments went back to the past, with memories of his grandmother. The cat was her favorite.
My grandfather caught mice. But one day, pitying the old cat, he decided to beat him with a newly caught mouse. He pulled her out of the mouse, brought her into the cellar and laid her in front of the cat. The cat smelled her for a long time, slightly moved her leg, looked closely at the grandfather, pulled and quietly cried out and asked for the street. Here’s the shit, it’s rolled in the old man’s head, I catch his mouse, and he turns his mouth. The cat released.
The cat was not there for a day, which was just an unprecedented incident, as the cat was not delayed on the street for more than an hour. Grandfather was worried. But the cat appeared, as in the good old days, with the mouse in the remaining teeth. He laid it at the threshold, as he did in his cat’s youth, drank milk and went to bed.
Grandfather stood on a pillar, looking at the cat, then the mouse brought to him.
He remembered yesterday offering him a mouse caught by a mouse, and after thinking a little, he said to the sleeping animal:
Red, I didn’t mean that.

There is nothing so rejuvenating in the morning as the realization that you are asleep.

xxx: Do you know of any horror game, such that it is not boring but scary?
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I want to buy a macbook, but only for breakfast.