Loan 19289, you probably live in a fairy tale world. Of course, the girl settled with two prynts, who, as you know, do not caca. They don’t waste, they don’t pack clothes. And that simple man should be delighted at all that he was invited to the palace! What does it cost her to prepare a royal breakfast, lunch, and dinner, to peddle the castle, and buy household appliances with her unfathomable scholarship! How she dared to leave us, such beautiful ones, and stop us in the pop-up! Here’s how we’ll write about it "for a while", you’ll know!

I want to go to the mountains, drink wine on bear’s skin and kiss.
What can I give you for the New Year?
In the new shoes.
At least the sign he gave.
Boots, skins, wine and mountains
I'll probably give you a flashlight on a flexible leg.

My friend has returned from a week's trip. This was the conference to which she was sent for the first time. The challenge was to find new suppliers for our products. Her first phrase when she returned: “I had so many contacts that the whole card was swollen”... Probably in our team this phrase will now become winged!))

From Habr:

BlanF: If the illustrator, who took to vectorize your content after pre-payment posted his photo with the calyan in VK, most likely the content will not be ready soon.

by 19289
The next time you go to your wife’s coat, don’t forget to bring her girlfriend the same. The wife’s friend, the holy one!
Or when the parents are going to dig up the garden - and the neighbor's couple dig over at the same time. Our neighbors are everything!
Let’s see who you are as a princess.

I read the amendments to the contract proposed by the Client.

I am afraid of the simplicity of applying for victory. In short, the essence of his adjustment can be explained as "we will pay for work when we are in the mood. When and how"

I would like to introduce a new item on my part.
Paragraph 3.3.6. to be presented as follows: "Since the Contract concluded, the Customer showed himself as a tricky modlan, the Parties agreed on the settlement procedure in the form of 300% prepayment".

288, did you carefully read the original complaint?

Its author does not fail to throw out "unnecessary stuff", he is just tired of excessive attention. They ask him, "What do you want to be given to you?" and they get the answer, "That or that," but they don't give absolutely what they were asked for. And at the same time they still complain - that they ran to look for to pick up, so much money dropped down... and when they discover that their greatest gift was thrown out, or they were thrown on an antresol - they are offended immensely!

It is the donor who has the cult of the gift, not the gifted. You don’t know what to give (you can’t, you don’t want to) – don’t drag any sludge "to get away";, better don’t give anything. and real.
And the visitor is just a recommendation list, no one compels anyone, and the person will sooner or later buy from it what he wants. But note – he will be happy to get the same from another.

Oh well! Because a gift is when you want to make someone pleasant. Not the opposite. There is another proverb: "Take, wretch, what is bad for us". It does not need to be implemented exactly.

Sneg: We are on a train with my daughter (4 years). I met a 5-year-old girl. The kids look out the window and talk.
The stop.
Look, there are two cars!
My authority: You are saying wrong. Not two cars, but two (here I start to feel proud of my daughter...) and two cars!

I have seen these alpine cows.
The Fucking Alpine Cowboys
They will jump in their Alps.
They eat their alpine trees.
They’re running right in front of your nose.
and more
They
not
Philosophical

According to scientists, the Milky Way galaxy in which the Earth is located will collide with the Andromeda galaxy, which is 2.5 million light-years away from us.

The comments:
XHH: (I went to stock up fireworks and crops)

They say the heater is broken.
I ask what model.
Answer: "do not cover" :D

Computers in the Triple Logic:
XXX: How did the triple perforator look?
YYY: Same as the triple perfocard.
xxx: I don’t want to seem boring, but then what was the triple perfocard?
Are the holes triangular?

LIKE: 11 January I was on the way to work...

I was undergoing medical examination in the clinic. Kilometre lines everywhere, people are dark! I sit, waiting for my turn to the reception, I play Tetris on the phone, trying to abstract from the weird grandmothers and unwanted conversations, but it wasn’t! At some point in the game, I hear, “Why didn’t you put the red here?” It turns out, all the time I was playing, two grandmothers from different sides watched my actions closely. You will not hide from them :)

Yesterday my girlfriend stayed with me for the night, it was about sex and she asked to include something in the background so that if the parents heard the movie. I decided to include the film, The Slave Trade (2014), which I wanted to see for a long time. So, preludes, hot kisses and here movie heroes say, “Take her away, and we’ll see!“We haven’t roasted so long.

If you beat, and the feeling of guilt never came - it means that you did everything right.

In the 1980s, she worked in a surgical receiver, receiving an ambal of 1.90 height and weight of one and a half centners with a broken butt. The neurosurgeon comes and begins to collect the history, and in the process the neurological hammer in front of his eyes leads, knocks on his knees and forearms.I don't know what this package in the backsmith has swallowed up, only he rushed to the doctor, crashed and melted under himself, one leg from under the package. To say that I was scared - not to say anything, there was no guard in those years, I was 50 kg. I soon called the department with the scream "our beats" and, while the doctors ran running from the seventh floor, I jumped up to the bunker and that was the strength struck my leg. Ambal knocked and silenced, and I feel his foot with the shoe coming out of my pants and I still have it in my hands. I stand, neither alive nor dead, afraid to look down, here the surgeons resorted and on the question of what is happening got the answer:



I cut off the man’s leg.



The protest appeared.



A man in a monkey, a neurosurgeon in a hospital, and I was washed with tea for two hours. But then, if any bulldozer did, the surgeons said to him:



- You're not here very much, or we'll call Natashka, she'll live up your legs.

It is your own matte!! We at work at one time raised 40 286 pieces, under a hundred 386 and the same 486. Even two RPGs. Such a glove could be fun for nostalgic dinosaurs! Digger on HT in 1991 - the first sex fuck! A word on the spot on Friday! Oh...
And how I installed the demovirus in the autozapus to a colleague who constantly changed the deployment. A colleague first turned all the fingers behind the monitor for a couple of days, then psychanul and used a screwdriver to turn off the cover. I stopped it then, split up and we have already shared such a figured to another frame, which from time to time turned the image. and rarely. The monitor turned his feet up. And we roasted...

"He used me" from the female language means - I couldn't use it.

This story happened a long time ago - twenty years with a little.
We were young and the time was fun. Restructuring, Gorbachev, cooperatives and... video magnetophones. The men who cut a window into the western film industry and threw my friend Oleg into a cultural shock. Films - "Cobra", "Comando"he watched twenty times and, most terrible, periodically told me of them.
The desire to imitate the idols also crossed all possible boundaries. Well, there, the cockroach, wherever he went, but Oleg went further - he armed himself. He did not have a terrible teaser like Ramba, and the kitchen knives for this role did not fit very well, but in Moscow there was the Riga market, a free business plantation where you could buy an aircraft carrier if you wanted, there would be grandmothers.
Oleg bought a Caucasian pinch! No, not a souvenir of any kind, but the most real, the nineteenth century, big, brilliant. The cloth was beautiful like a festive-dressed gigit in front of a local newspaper photographer. One trouble - the knives of the knight were not (seemingly, over the past century they were struggling in battles), but Oleg was not embarrassed. Kinshal was lovingly polished and sharpened to the sharpness of the Jedi sword, and to wear it my friend stood behind his back, swinging behind the pantyhose belt. This method was not too convenient, to sit with such a "tail" - not very, and the pants constantly in small cuts, but our hero was patient. Otherwise, he is a hero!
Periodically, domesticated Stallone trained - stood in front of the mirror, strained his non-small muscles and, having built a brave row, admired himself against the backdrop of the hammer. Classes did not disappear in vain, one day he came - his star hour.
The area is outskirts, working quarters, and the time was not calm. Next on the plot - the night, the street, the lamp without a lamp, three hooliganes, the unfortunate girl in the role of the victim and our hero, who committed the evening promenade in a row with the above-mentioned lamp.
Here is it! It is done! We will show them! - Probably, it was such slogans whispered in the brain of my friend, poisoned by Hollywood, and Oleg rushed to help.
Poorly fit into the turn, slightly bouncing, he still managed from the second attempt to close the blonde with the chest. Stunned by the excess of adrenaline, he squeezed between the conflicting parties and threw the enemies with a heavy look.
The enemies were sick, and the guys were not small, so they were not very scared and all told Oleg: who he is, where he needs to move and how fast.
You better leave, guys. Oleg did not remember which movie this pathos phrase was from. And that...
And then what? Interested in hooliganism.
My friend is a healthy cock and could well get out of this situation and without a glowing iron, but not in vain he so stubbornly scared the mirror? Lightning throwing his hand behind his back, pressing the knife hand with a back grip with a scream: - Here's what!!! Oleg pulled his cloth from behind his back.
The loyal Caucasian comrade did not fail. Immediately cutting the belt, he allowed Oleg's pants to go to his knees, opening the blue satin trousers to the public.
The hooligan was vigilant.
Oleg reacted immediately. Without leaving the gun out of his hands, he picked up the falling pants and pulled them up, hoping that the cute girl hadn’t had time to notice his shame. The trousers reached my friend’s ass second, the first was a knot, easily rooted with the back of the defendant.
The milk! Our hero fell on his back.
and Aaaah! A fugitive Spanish. They can be understood. They were expecting an old good fight, and this is it! Who knows what will surprise this mad masochist at the next moment? Chariot will do? Will they cut them off, and then they will be attracted?
Saved in such an original way, the girl was terribly frightened (and was not afraid of the courtyard spaniel, but of the "greatly impaired idiot") and wanted to escape. Then I regretted Oleg and called an ambulance.
The doctors laughed a long time. And what, the guy lies, in the ass of the knot, next to the girl spat something about the bandits and the fight, and the doctors in the eyes of the question - fucking the victim before the fight dropped his pants?!! From the complete shame Oleg was saved only by the cowards who were stuck with a hammer to his ass.
In the morning, an investigator came to a friend of the hospital, wrote a protocol and confiscated a terrible cold weapon. Then came the rescued girl. Then they married. There is a soul in the soul, two children. He lovingly calls her Sunny, and she calls him a Samurai. A friend asks no one to tell him where his nickname comes from...I don’t tell anyone.