X: Okay Google. Where am I? Who am I? What am I doing here? Which area am I from? Why am I so bold?

But one of my acquaintances, a programmer, kept the sheets of the hanjubas (shaped as in the picture) in a children’s book. "What is the joke?" The book was titled "Find and count".

The first rapper in Russia was Pushkin. His Onegin is not bad so on the rapper, and the ancestor of Sansergeich was quite self-sufficient according to the tradition.

Ideally, as a doctor, I’m willing to work for an idea if:

1st Someone for the idea will give me a house with communications, for the idea will provide electricity, gas and so on.
2nd For the idea will provide food, clothes
Three The idea will provide transportation.
4 is For the idea will be allowed to theatres, theatres and other entertainment places.
5 is The idea will educate children

The plots around Matilda are all gaining momentum, now they have spoken about the need to declare the clerics heretics and exclude them from the official church. We are waiting for discussions as to whether they are equated to terrorist groups (after the fires it is possible, yastshita).

xxx: This is when prolonged anhedonia, inhibition and general depression, it is depression. When you have a long desire to kill, what is it?
YYY: Code-Review Usually

That’s why I’ll be found in the woods in four packs.
Why at four? Both of you will fit well!

I train in the park. I do the exercise - lifting, turning the tires. All this time there is a man sitting next to the bench, at that age (I see him for the first time) and watching me. Periodically gives advice and comments: "Hold your back straight! Do not bend your legs too much. Keep your back straight! “He overcame short. Well, I try not to pay attention, I continue my business. During my next breathing, he approaches the projectile and says, "Look as you need to," - grabs the tile. The cover is heavy, large.

- Man, maybe not, I would have melted at least... - I try to stop him (man does not look like an athlete).

Give it here, don’t bother it. (Okay well what)

The "Teacher" begins to raise the blanket, blows, matches. In the middle of the road, it is expected that the roof will collapse together with the man who grabs his back, while whispering something non-member separated. There is no scene. After resting, sitting on the ground, he throws a wicked look at me and says, “Dowye...seated? ? to ? “ He asks me! ) is

I’m... I’m... I’m... I’m... I’m... I’m. I am.. )

The island of Kunashir. The inhabitants are mostly military. We sit on the couch, drink with a friend, lieutenant. At the bottom of the shore there is a lonely shrouded figure.

This is who?

The soldier escaped.

Where to? ? to

Where are the soldiers going? to home. He is looking for a train station and a bridge. Don’t worry, half of them don’t know geography. And why there are no stations on the island to their home, they don’t know either. He makes a couple of circles and comes back. to home. On the lip.

During the wonderful school years I had to visit Anapa, and not even in the hotel, but in the house of friends of my parents, there was a lot of fun, but here is one story most memorable.



Near the park there was such an interesting attraction - pay 100 rubles, walk on the sidewalks of obstacles in the form of scattered plastic bottles, a small hole, uneven surface and sand and get either a beer box or 1000 rubles. Having tried once I naturally fell on the very first obstacle and, laughing, we went home, although the sediment was small : D Well and of course I decided firmly that for a month of stay I would subdue this attraction. Upon coming home, my comrade and I gathered walking out of subordinate means (boards, sticks), they turned out to be heavier and higher and curier than those that were at the attraction in a million times, walking on them was a whole penalty, but the will to win led me through the darkness, and after ten days I walked on them barefoot, not noticing any obstacles on my way) Here, showing my parents their new skill, they invested in me 100 rubles and we with a friend went to this attraction again=) Should I say that after my elevated heavy and curvy halls these seemed to me as old good, more convenient shoes, on which I could not go, but almost fly, the obstacles I passed there and back without any problems and no trace of the holidays with D, who had not given me

X is:
Now he approaches and says, “Mommy, you’re a psychologist, so tell me why am I constantly rattling after eating?”

and :
Subconscious feelings of guilt for recklessly chewed food.

Q: Why do people in paradise, on images in propaganda religious brochures, collect fruit endlessly?

Zzz: vegans because, and since you don’t eat fruits, you have to eat them all the time.

The way some former Soviet republics insult Russia is very reminiscent of the case when children chew their parents for being born, raised, and, no-no, and sometimes even help with retirement.

“I don’t need to stay in a expensive hotel because I don’t see any reason to overpay for unnecessary excesses. Wherever I stop, I’m Henry Ford. And I do not see a big difference in hotels, because even in the cheapest hotel you can rest no worse than in the most expensive. And this coat – yes, you’re right, it was still worn by my father, but it doesn’t matter, because in this coat I’m still Henry Ford. My son is still young and inexperienced, so he fears what people will think if he stays in a cheap hotel. I don’t worry about the opinions of others about me, because I know the real value of myself. And I became a billionaire because I know how to count money and distinguish real values from false values. »

by Henry Ford.

Dima tasted an ice cream, kicked off the bus, received a toy as a gift. No, this is not news from the kindergarten, it is Medvedev visited the exhibition "Import Substitution".

They are good there in heaven. They sit down and drink ambrosia.
They drink nectar. Ambrosia is eaten.

I, by the way, really like the way to conduct a discussion in which the very fact of the existence of a topicstarter is denied:

X: I like good bitter chocolate, it’s a pity that you don’t have it at home.
A crowd of toys, a rush: Pursue you everything, no one likes bitter chocolate, serve everyone milk and more, and that with a slice, and cheaper, necessarily cheaper, no respect for the ancient South American product, poor Maya, Montesuma the Second turns into the tomb, where we turn, a-a-a, we will all die.

It seems that after their replicas, the poor X ceases to believe in his own existence and gradually dissolves in the world.

XX: Do you remember asking our laborant: If the name is Grey, what is the name?
X: Find out what kind of taste she has.
YYY: And what? Dorian or Christian?
She said, “Sasha. Sasha Gray.
Yyy: Well, what I can say, her tastes are very specific)))

xx>she has a cat from my first marriage)))))))
xx>Lisha tried to press her off, I didn’t give))))))))

I now understand where 100% renewable energy comes from in the new campus.
They have there in the secret generator Jobs in the grave revolves.