I play with a Rubik Cube.
YYY: I remember once giving a Rubik Cube and a few squares fell away. I attached them. is wrong. Man is almost mad.

When there are no brains or anything else to boast, the boys exhibit in contact photos of their press or artistic “pseudobiceps.” Particularly bold - photo near their (father's) jiggles, maximum order. All my friends consider this to be a top of roughness. What about the outskirts of the city.

<Torero> remembered the statement of a friend
<Torero> The first night with unlimited internet is when in the morning you go to the toilet to scratch, you get a penis and it gets stuck from you in the corner (s)

Are you doing photography?? to
YYY: Well, my photography can be compared to masturbation: everyone around me knows, I am sorry, and it is embarrassing to show ^_^

xxx: And I once talked to a boy on the street (it was already dark). And he does not respond. I put my hand on his shoulder, and he’s stone. Here I stumbled. And it turned out to be just a garden gnome. They made all kinds of statues.

YYY: Well, you know, I wanted one evening a statue of Leonov on the Mosfilmovskaya subway.
A man stands in the dark and votes. When asked where, he was silent.
And I realized, shaded by a sudden guess – it is a monument!

Tetragrammaton: Just witnessed an epic file.
I sit at home, an hour at night... behind the window – drunk screams, very loudly:
Demon, Demon, Demon is a shit! Dean, fuck go here! I’m talking to you, wisely, you hear! I will destroy! You, shit, will beg me, you know? You understand, you hear? Go here shit, go here! “Unknown sounds” Diman, oh you? Don’t beat me, Diman, you are what? What are you doing? of AAAA! Please help! Diman, Harosh, what are you, for what? It hurts me, Diane.

My wife and I don’t look at each other.
You are CHO?
xxx: yes... we are separate... and both of us are even more noticeable

A: You know what a joke, when I was a kid, I couldn’t crush the egg with one hand, and now I can, why can’t I find what you think about it?
Andrei, take a diploma!

My mother went to the hospital. There she was given an A4 paper with printed diagnosis, recommendations, etc.
I look around and find this:
"Control - clinical blood test, biochemical, urine analysis, C U K A"
Well, I don’t think fucking myself, great inclination)
I read in the following line:
"Z A N Y E M N O R M!!and "
It was xD

XX: Do you read at all?
YYY: Not yet yet. There is not enough time now.

X: One question has long been concerned. I bought 3 ddr3 memory bars per gig, all of them are of the same specification pc-10600 (1333 mgz)
At the same time, I have a stone in the nominal mode gives a syse. The 1066 mg. Of course, the memory did not work in full force. After the stone is broken. The tire was increased to 1333 mgz (333x4), and after biosome manipulations the memory began to work at a frequency of 1333 mgz (and since I have a two-channel mode, then each bar of 667 mgz. But! The capacity remains the same. (Everest tests and a couple of memetists) up to 8GB/s or up to 7. Instead of 9-10 GB/s
No one knows what it is about?

P.S I will immediately agree that there will be no other questions. My mother has a memory frequency of up to 1333 MHz. and this frequency should work (well, in benches memory as 1333 is defined). Memory from Patriot'a. It's CL9 itself, but I lowered the timings to 8-8-8-22 ( not immediately)

Y: Reinstalling the Winamp helped me.

I washed a small deep plate for half an hour, because it reminded me of the chest of my ex.

I went to karaoke once and got 100 points.)

If the user says "The printer is exactly included in the socket, I just printed on it", never believe his word!

HH: What did you get?
WOW: 4
and the poor)
I’m sitting there, washing the rope.
I highly recommend Dove. Does not dry the skin. The name is appropriate...

The summer. The urban child is finally in the village: around birds, bugs, spiders. The Beauty. Imagine the magnitude of the tragedy.
I caught a bee!!! to
I: My daughter is bad that you caught a bee.
Aahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah
(I never thought that children’s voice bands could make such sounds!!!)

I have a beer outside.
YYY: and I am inside.

XXX: Our militia is watching us.
YYY: What do you do to someone who doesn’t have a police officer?

Life is shit!! to
People in it are actors.

Here's what the diploma means - at night I dream that it's time to go to defense, I crash sharply on the bed and start to roll the blanket into a roll, well, in my dream it seemed like these were my posters of the graphic part. I twisted in half with grief, placed carefully on a chair next door, I started looking for my own diploma, a pillow fell under my hand, it was small, thin. Think of it! I take "diploma", "posters", get up from the bed and go out of the apartment. I'm glad I finally woke up on the carpet. With a blanket and a pillow in his hand. Three nights. This is protection. Whoever would tell, would not believe.