The Dawn of Civilization
> Moscow drillers were lucky. Now, at every bus stop, there is an advertisement for some other joke series - and there is such a girl with a very big look. Well, there is another inscription, psycho-something there. [.....................] you can’t hide it :P <
The paintings are painted terrible... Around each stop with a poster stands an unauthorized crowd of Moscow drowning and rage. The bus arrives, and successfully completed, fastened on the run pants, on weakened legs crash into the door. I hear the screams of the driver, wait, I have a couple of frictions left!The ladies walk slightly offended, but some look with interest, choosing promising males, while trying to copy the expression of the face from the poster.
Further by themselves.
Porn actor and director Ron Jeremy has been accused of sexual harassment.
This is called overtime, man.
Such "luckers" simply don't get brides at all and don't shake women's heads, knowing that they are not capable of a relationship in advance. Read "The Wise Sandstone" about successfully avoiding everything at all. And to build a relationship with someone, at the same time holding a figure in your pocket "he / she is just waiting, as if behind my back someone to fuck, I know" - it is not even paranoia, it is a moral garden-maso, in which the goal is to torture yourself and your partner as unbearable as possible.
The fact is that the films
They were created as an alternative to the game film almost exclusively to reduce the cost of production, as well as to expand the capabilities of the director, who becomes completely subject to any change of any element of the film. Hence all these absolutely impossible or frightening applications such in conventional cinema techniques, distortions of perspective and fairy design. The film is merely a classification of the production process. Movies and cartoons (good) for children are very easy to do, almost as easy as raising.
A credit card is also a certificate of divorce.
I went in the tram last night. In front of them is a family with a daughter-in-law. A woman in a hijab comes in and the little girl says, “Daddy, why is this ghost black?” Are there such?
The bosom passes past the vase.
Where do people get money from? I collect something all day and only food is enough.
The owner of the VAZA passing by the Mercedes.
Where do people get money from? I’m all day at work, plus in the garden all summer. Enough to feed the family, recharge the car, silence about the vacation...
The owner of a Mercedes driving past a huge mansion, in the courtyard of Porsche, Ferrari, Mazerati.
Where do people get money from? I turned as I could, the third restaurant opened. The woman walks the second winter in the same coat.
A official, leaving a Porsche from a huge mansion, travels around a long traffic jams accompanied by GAI.
- I come up with such laws that everyone has to walk, and they all ride in cars. Where do people get money?? to
Women have preserved more of the primitive magical culture in the modern world. This also relates to the excitement of cars. Mother, for example, is a car driver – if she doesn’t notice a hole or hole/curve edge and the car shakes, she apologizes to the fork. He rides and apologizes. My brother offered us a million times to drop down and change my mother’s car for a new one, but she was categorically against – she had this car like a pet. And you say, because of the voice novator someone was upset! Yes, the speaking machine in the mind of the lady, probably, was generally an equal companion of the motorist, and the machine was so brutally betrayed))) The next time answer not "was thrown out, because the old", and "was sent to rest, because it worked out already"))))
and ah. This is how you look at the children's "Wallys" (Cubric's paschals, apparently, also addressed to babies without cultural experience) and the adults' "Transformers" Bay - it immediately becomes clear what age audience is actually held for idiots.
But if the brain has not dried up and has not stopped in development, then nothing prevents it from continuing to look at what stimulates further development, rather than degradation. A "great" degradants do not need much of entertainment cinema - from their point of view, the "adult" product makes kindergarten jokes below the belt.
Vongadke: It’s that they say in hell every day you have to put a blanket in the carpet. After you put off the couch.
The cat decided to get offended and went under the bed. Then I thought I did wrong. go out. and Eat. Injured again. Slip under the bed.
I was driving for the anniversary. The first day was named. The second one is big. The third day is small. By this time, the desire to simply escape formed into a clear desire to escape-and-hide-at-work-from-eating. I understand why the Belarusians have so few weekends and holidays. Those who had many of them did not survive natural selection.
There is a very good phrase about Hippolyte: to be jealous without a reason is stupid, but with a reason is too late.
Alphina: all the systems designed to make it so that the user can simply press a button, not fading and not climbing under the hood, eventually forcing you to climb under it with your head, get there with cancer, push your knees in your ass, and quickly turn it, measuring the right angle with the carrier.
What really should be the problem? If in the house of the bridegroom sleeps his drunk relatives or friends, it is not my business at all. If the apartment we have with him is already shared or he lives in mine and his relative or girlfriend is there - let him sleep (although it would be good to warn me), do not throw a person out on the street in the middle of the night, but if she watches a drunk - he will clean the couch himself. If in the apartment sleeps a busty unknown grandmother, and the bridegroom says that she has collapsed and claims that it is her, the piano, the house - we call her menta and a psychic.
If you allow the possibility that you are openly betrayed with drunk - you just don't like the bridegroom (bride) and you have to break up because you don't love, without figured out what to blame. And Ippolit - yeah, he would scream, but on a very different topic "you could have been killed, fool, why did not immediately call the police".
And about work:
There will be a battle on rubber foxes!
I need to add historicity.
With two hands!
From Habr.
What happens to deleted messages (or when a profile is deleted)?
Automatically packed and sent to the FSB for storage.
Are they packing? In the sense? You are confusing, my friend, everything is printed, sewn in the collection and sewn into the personal affairs of the citizen.
They packed. In the cellophane.
Is there any hope that the collections will be sent to the FSB by the Russian Post?
From an article about one of the heads of early research and development of nuclear weapons in the USSR G. P. Lominsky (in his childhood he had the honor of being known personally):
In the 1970s, an explosion in one of the wagons at the Swerdlovsk cargo station, now Yekaterinburg, resulted in the destruction of several buildings. According to the legend, after receiving the report of the incident, the secretary of the Sverdlovsk Oblkom of the CPSU called G. P. Lominski and asked if he was the owner of the product that destroyed the Sverdlovsk cargo station. Georgy Pavlovich asked where the caller was from, and, having received the answer: "From the obcom", - not without black humor replied: "No, this is not our product. If it worked for us, there would be no obkom or Sverdlovsk.”
A friend has moved, there is a sushi mini-café near her new home. From the series: a stand, after it do sushi (5-7 minutes), pack, take a bag and eat home. They went in, a friend says, “If I don’t get poisoned today, I’ll go here all the time.”
From the depths of the room behind the stand comes a clear saying: “Have you heard? Repeat it!”
I had somehow a good acquaintance (in the sense of communicating well), let’s call her Nastya, who, say so, liked to have an active sex life with different partners.
We met her by chance and talked to her. I find out that she has a permanent boyfriend, they love each other, all business. Well, I say, if so, and I ask in a joke:
Will you not even change him?
And then she gives me an epic phrase, which can safely be entered in the "citations of the great...", khm, pick the word yourself in general)) :
"I will, but since I love him so much, he will never know about it.
After a while they married.