xxx (19:02:43 12/01/2010)
I have to confess.
xxx (19:03:20 12/01/2010)
I know, maybe we will stop communicating after that... it’s probably even worse than confession in an unconventional orientation.
xxx (19:03:22 12/01/2010)
but
xxx (19:03:27 12/01/2010)
I will still say.
xxx (19:03:44 12/01/2010)
I’m not very fond of polyethylene with puppies.

I discussed my plans for the weekend with my friend.
I: With whom? Where and how many times?

Orhidea555 (13:14:05 12/02/2010)
First at home, we will be baking clothes with different fillings, then we will go to the forest to burn clothes....it will be necessary to dress beautifully so as not to be confused! )))))))

Yabba Dabba Doo! (13:06:55 12/02/2010)
Before yesterday, my father and I go back home, we go up in the elevator, I forge the key from the apartment in my nose thinking so. Then I pull out. Dad asks "closed?" I was hysterical.

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Hallucinogenic wheat has caused a “chicken epidemic” in Sudan

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A strange disease is spreading rapidly in the Sudanese province of Kordofan, where the experimental wheat grown in the neighborhood has hit: the attack begins with an unreasonable hysterical laugh, followed by fainting, writes the website Masravi on Friday.

fnk
What with him?
Yes, in a pissed hole.

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You hear, man, is there a ch?
Honey sir!

The city of Lida was recognised as the record among student cities in the number of non-drinking students - seven people.

I killed the mol, and she fell in my coffee with the last strength. What a heroic insect! With everything broken down to direct yourself into the boil of the enemy... I think even the samurai would have assigned her a hero posthumously.

Zoi: Is there another generation here who remembers me?

My friend asks her husband to make her Valentine’s Day gift with her own hands. He has a jewel.

Has your breast grown?
YYY: Where is it?

Zzzz: Zzzz can’t appear in society :)
WOW: Why is it?
XHH: We were in Mega last night, all in a row of departments lazed. in the department with clothes, we have a thin tall blonde on the back. well, this fool approaches her from behind and loudly so "girl, can you get to know you?"))
The people turned to his voice, smiled.
She’s silent...he’s knocking her on the shoulder – zero reaction
XHH: bypassing her around - mannequin cock))

Lectures at the tower. The mess no longer knows how to attract attention, everyone does not listen frankly. "Imagine a second order curve. Zhenya, what order do you have the curve?" Zhenya, lowering her eyes for 20 seconds, looks at her bust. "Third..." The blunder in hysteria screams, all screaming "The girls with the curve of the fourth order are there?" six raised their hands...

If there are enough sheep around, then every chacal thinks of himself as a wolf.

It was in the thousand nine hundred year. I was encouraged to participate in the transportation of household treasures on the occasion of the move of people from Neftykamsk to Octoberskiy (Bashkiria). The car was half killed by the IFA self-driving!
Loaded it was decent, but since it was diesel - it was quite tolerant - 50-60 kilometers per hour. In the middle of our route, a valve in one cylinder was torn in the engine (!). We removed the engine (not going back! Yes, and the apartment was already occupied, so there was nowhere to retreat), the debris of the valve was removed. We picked up the engine and went on. The engine knocked like death, and smoked a lot. The speed has greatly decreased, under the hill 40kmh, in the hill - 10kmh. But we still arrived, unloaded and watched at night and planned to go back to Naftokamsk. The car was still in poor condition, the brakes were pneumatic, the compressor was worn, the brake was not achti. And here you can see the solar through the non-working cylinder got into the oil, then through the compressor into the airway (this we learned later), and the air pressure dropped completely. But since we were driving 30-40 kmh, it didn’t bother us much.
Here it should be noted that from the gas pedal to the direction of the TNVD pump at the IFI there is a steel traction, which is twisted in the middle on the rod to regulate the empty movement. And then suddenly, this pull broke up, and the TNVD moved to the position of maximum gas. Unable to get out of the cabin. And the engine does not shut down - diesel (constructively - is only silent on the
xx ) And we are driving, gaining speed very quickly. The brakes do not stop. The engine grimps like a ragged hammer and, look, it just explodes under us (it stands between the cabin seats there). And the smoke from the hollow rolls up at the tank that installs the smoke curtain. It is :)
You press the clutch - the engine is going to really explode, you let the clutch the car fly low above the road about 80-110 km / h. We didn’t even know that there were so many horses under the hood!
So we drove, the road was empty at night. Even, sorry, the census was done by opening the door of the cabin on the go. :))))) We were all waiting for a steep rise to slow the car as much as possible at the descent, and at the rise to roll the fifth gear and stifle the engine. And such an opportunity presented. There was a long descent, at the bottom of the crossroads and the post of GAI, and then a sharp rise. Here is an epic picture. At three o’clock in the night, the dawn had already arrived. We fly on a hellish carriage on the second transmission with a terrible roar and thunder, and smoke as in a beaten messershmit, we pass the post of GAI, thank God the crossroads were empty, the haishniks jumped out, but even the sticks were afraid to see. At the lift, the driver turned the fifth gear and manipulating the grip began to stifle the engine and drop the speed. Meanwhile, as the car slowed more or less, I jumped out of the cabin, climbed onto the body and closed the air filter's entrance hole with shells from the passport.
And the engine got stuck.
And the haishniki stood and looked at us for a long time, but they did not go to us, although we left only 150 meters away.

A lot of bookies. But it is true.)

Announcement at the Zoo:
“Don’t throw bananas to dolphins, first, they don’t eat them, and secondly, hungry monkeys jump and drown.”

She: Why do men like to call themselves the “aboriginal” word "macho"?
he: because the "babnik" does not sound, but the "baby terrorist" stumbles with a porn clown. and :)

The school detector.
Nicholas is out?
Is it Nicole?

4eRkASS: In 2000, at the age of 14, having a second computer in the village, I was very afraid to paint in Paint. The man who had the first computer told me that he had finished out of - for this paint, and the computer broke.

Polish
Been drunk? Be quiet

Danya
and sober? Do not be jealous!

The head doesn't work - I took the pear from the refrigerator in the kitchen, and went to wash it in the bathroom)
YYY: You wrote this to me 10 minutes ago
The xxx:

The house is Russian!! to

From the practice of the famous therapist of the beginning of the twentieth century Matthew Mudrov.

The case was in the early 20th century, when some merchants had shops in the Moscow Kremlin. A merchant appealed to Mudrov with complaints of severe headaches. The case was winter. After the inspection, the Wise man asked him: “With which gate do you go to the store?” "So, from this day on you will be driving through Borovich".
Since then, the buyer has had a headache. When Mudrov was then asked, what was the suggestion, or did his authority do so? He explained everything very simply. At that time there was an icon at the gate. Walking through the winter open spring, the merchant each time, before crossing the icon, removed his hat. There were no icons at the Borovich Gate. Apparently, the headaches of this merchant were associated with a disease of the muscles of the hair roots. There was a severe pain in the cold."