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How will we learn tomorrow?? to
YYYY
reluctantly

Do you know what I crave? Here you go to the kitchen by the corridor, and in front of you the cat and the cat stands up and goes slowly looking around you if you go after her... And you think, “Well, you don’t come in front of me” and you crash on the run, the cat crashes, but also crashes and here you go to the kitchen crashed, the cat takes on the twists on the tiles and she flies to the toilet, and you so proud rush into the kitchen... it’s a pity that at 2 a.m. no one sees the victory of a man over an animal, blaspheme :(
by buhoi1589

The more beautiful a woman is, the stronger a witch she is.
It is the truth.)
He: I knew you didn’t know how to witch.

Vasily Ivanov has left the group "Rare names".

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Well, where do you meet normal girls and guys who don’t binge, don’t go to clubs and don’t "glamour"?

I thought I had a week off this puppy...
there then the parents of the girl at home then she has a monthly, shorter by no means...but when she learned that my treasure paid my father 500 rubles that would make the mother a thread, that they would not be at home.

Will you come and knock me?
At least in the chest.
Theme: The Chicken
Tagged: fucking
XHHH: The Jump
Tagged: crazy

<xxx> This is a hernia, not a diversion
<xxx> And when you leave the apartment, in the courtyard minus temperature, the door to the entrance and the floor on the staircase REMOVES
<xxx> This is fucking, diversion.

From the instructions for the Chinese radio-controlled helicopter:
"No assembly is required; stay in the air for 10 minutes after opening the box!"
As if you were reading the instructions for a bomb.

After a month of separation from my girlfriend it was sad to see the unridden area of the bikini, but I could not remove a smile from my face, as my mind sang the "grown-up" place of our encounters!

When I was a child, I wanted to be an astronaut, but then I was bitten by a designer.

The Day of the Police would be more correct to call the Day of Hypocrisy – because this day hypocritically celebrates those who are feared and despised all year round.

When children are unsupervised, it’s gender trouble, but when teachers are in school only for furniture, it’s a little worse.
Let’s start in order.
He was looking here on an anthrax and excavated there a book of the year thirty-six with the name of fun ballistics. Written for children. Apparently the order was smarter, there is available described what, for example. When the charge increases, say, twice the projectile will fly once in five further due to the flight in the discharged atmosphere.
Written educatively, accessible to children. The publication seems childish.
in general. He gave this to my older girls 11 younger 9 for comprehensive development.
At work, my cell phone ringed and the elderly woman was telling me about a cat that was flying. Without knowing anything, I come to meet with the extension.
Now the most interesting.
Stories of children. After reading all of the interesting and finding a piece of a towing wire, the whole group of the extended day arcanized the nearest oak and pulled it to the fence. Since there were no shells, the cat was placed on the trunk and the wire was cut.
Surprised, the animal flew up and escaped behind the roof of the 5th floor school.
After betting on the fact that it was on the roof or outside the school, the entire extension fled to look for it at the stadium. The cat was found. Whole and healthy in the shrubs of acacia and strawberry and ran out to meet the children. Where are the teachers???) is
The cat was brought back to the oak, planted on it, bound the remnants of the wire and began to stretch again. The node slipped out, and the beast flew (from the words of the children) along the lower ballistic trajectory, hitting the only open window of the building – this is the director’s office on the fourth floor.
By the time the first leaf touched the planet, there was no silence in the school yard and there was no child.
Furthermore, from the words of the loud - when the one who came from RONO checking the paper for half an hour, asked to open the window, then he went to the meeting, after which the work went faster and was approaching the end. At this point, when the question was asked about the discipline of the students in the open frame with the speed of the launcher and the soul-breaking MIAU, removing the flowers, pots and folders from the cabinets, a cat flew and tastily stumbled into the opposite wall of the director's office.
Further from my words – when I took my own from the extension, they were already instructed that nothing is impossible, that cats know how to fly, that this is the norm, and that in the director’s office she has a nest. That she flies every day and that they hear about it for the first time.
We met a cleaner who carried a cat on her hands and who, seeing us, approached us and offered to take the kitten home, saying in an indifferent voice that she ran to the director in the office and who her owner is not known.
My cat recognized. They became red like cancers, to which the cleaner said - out the girls as they want, and you do not allow.
In short, to not be secreted from laughter, the cat was taken. Until they came up with a name – a bullet.
At home, Pulka ate two sausages, drank a bowl of milk in one breath and fell asleep.
All of. The next day, the floor of the area was covered with ads such as found cat year of release, model. The color. Technical specifications, photo and phone.
The owner was found a day later – as it turned out, half an hour before the first flight through the school, she fell from the 17th floor of a new highway.
It was a cat. the mule. The household called him Mulky.

In the weekend, I will take my kids to visit. I will buy a book now.
“Interesting sanitary” and I will bring.

There was a girl. She had such beautiful bright hair. called her
The Snow White.
One day, the mother said to Snow White, “Daughter, it’s time to wash your head!”
She replied, "Oh, mom, I have to sit by the window and wait for the prince, I can't wash my head, I don't have time."
Gradually, Snow White's hair was completely worn out, and her mother wrapped her red hat to cover the fatty flakes. That’s why she was called the Red Hat girl.
Mother asked her daughter, “Red Hat, come down and see grandmother!“”
She replied, "I would go down, mommy, but I can't sit by the window, suddenly there will be a prince, and I'm looking forward to him."
So the time went, and the Red Hat was all sitting at the open window, from which dust, dirt and ashes flew on her. She became entirely pebble, and people began to call her Cinderella.
Mother said to her again, “Peanut, look, the room is not cleaned!“”
But she said, “Well, Mom, don’t you see I’m busy! I can’t do anything, I’m waiting for the prince!”
And then, one day, a prince appeared on the road near the house of Cinderella!
As he passed by on a white horse, he saw a dirty, unchested grandmother in the window, and said, “Oh, B....!“”
And everybody has since begun to call the girl B... though – notice! She gave no reason for that.

xxx: watched the stitch cartoon Wall-e
YYY: And how then?
Robots also cut a chip with poppy polyethylene!

X: What did he do there again?
Why do you use that word all the time?
XXX: I made it through my ass. I think the connection is obvious.

taken from a blog by a well-known internet reviewer

Funny is :
I have an old wheel for 800 rubles, and I still need to look for it - rare, like a dinosaur in Tajikistan. In the game F1 2010 he was not defined and was unrealistic to adjust as needed. Understanding that for the sake of such an original steering wheel, the slaves will not forge anything, I wrote a letter to the sapport codemasters about this content (the original was in broken English): I live in a poor African country, we have 3 computers for the entire settlement, and the steering wheel I had to order from a grandmother from Yuar. I spent all of my pocket money on it because since I was a child I dreamed of becoming a racer like my idol, Lewis Hamilton. But the wheel doesn’t work in your game and my dream is broken. Added the driver and model. I was answered that with a patch my steering wheel would be adjusted and offered to send some roll for 400 bytes if I specified my African mailing address. Well, here I clearly merged, but with patch everything really started to settle and work. That’s what I know about Sapphire!

I play my favourite farm. The toy moves and the inscription appears: a strange mistake tell the developers how you did it. Smashed the whole family.

Only in the city of Kemerovo there is a route "Psychiatric Hospital - Circus - Cemetery"