ariawb: Office 2013 is out
ulovka22: I haven't found the buttons at 10 a.m., early

Shaken from mother money for contraception.motivating the fact that money for gifts to grandchildren will need much more

The Russians mined software in three ways: theft, robbery and exchange of robbery.

Grelectric: Once again opening the refrigerator I realized - the holidays are over!

Hi, why are you not sleeping?Late afternoon at work)
In the morning is
The Blue

You know, not all mosquitoes are so bad. Name a good one! For example, Gerard Depardieu.

How convenient it is:
Suddenly, the girl is offended by you, and you don’t know why.
Opened Firebag, you look, and there "point" missed or somewhere "box" forgotten...
It is comfortable.

They ruin words and terms.

They have survived until two men on the street are perceived as gay, rainbow - as a symbol of the movement for freedom to fuck in the ass in public and so on.

The words "democracy, liberals, freedom, the homeland, the people" were dropped. It has gone crazy to color.
The jeans are not painted in blue or, on the contrary, only in pink.
The West is no longer a direction, not a geography, but a mentality.
You are in real. Wherever you go - everything was shattered by brands, politics, their crumbling essence.
It is no longer a bird, but a hollow division; it is no longer a term, but a football club; Vladimir is no longer a name, but a position; the dynamo is no longer a device, but a kiddal without swallowing.

Didn’t you fuck up there?

Look, blasphemers of good words, maybe someday you will laugh at two men who have embraced on the street and ugly bypass them, but know that it is possible that it will be just friends, fellow soldiers and one of them will get a carabin and smash your sick rainbow head on the nearest wall.

The rainbow is a rainbow and do not sweep your sick fantasies into it. Need a logo? Need a brand? Imagine yourself an elegant sleeve and order it from a top designer.
But do not let the rainbow fall into the folly of your quarrels.
Fuck, marry, love, communicate - for health.
To deprive children of the rainbow?
Nahuya dropped the word "Democracy"?
Why was the word "Fatherland" drowned into dirt?

2 Snowboarders condemn ammunition.

Strong glasses...
What company do you have glasses?
I have shit.
I heard she did a lot.

and RJK. The letter is received)))"Sergey Bezrukov offers you friendship in My World" :-D

YYY: I was somehow "noise beer" knocking. The Beer

[09:31] diamant: today has not yet any baggerport come!
[11:46] diamant: it turns out, the mail server quietly died at night.

-Yes, the modern schoolchild even about the word "bake" thinks that these are cookies in parental pattern.

>> and the Ukrainian
Workers with Russian
Passports speaking to
The Ukrainian language!

When did passports begin to speak?

XXX is
I came across a pirate gallon with a proud Spanish name "*Ederaso". The Truth! I was rugged. He wanted to take him in his fleet so, for a hitch, but he could not take him on board. Three times over-played—beating like beasts and drowning with the scream: "P... do not give up!"

XXX: I am a dog.
Do you go to bed late and get up late?
No, I’m silently flying and eating mice.

With my taste preferences, I’m afraid to get pregnant. Maybe I want wool or machine oil. Or take Bulgaria.

Do you remember the stripes of ice on the sidewalks wrapped by children and adolescents? Today I saw a man over 50, in a suit and a coat, who from the run, with a smile on his face slipped on this trail!)))) Let us always be a little kids!!! to

Zheka: About the exhibitionists reminded... in being my young sixteen-year-old girl, a whiteboat, I walk somehow on an empty street, eat ice cream. Suddenly I met my uncle. 15 meters from me, I see his face reviving, climbing the width to stretch behind his instrument. And I have such a good mood, sunny, I think: "Here is a shit, the whole idea of ice cream is a hint to me!" Yes, like a barrel on the whole street by a bass: "Just try, just try, I'll cut off all the stuff! " And my hands with ice cream threatening meat. What in the end? Uncle pinched through the bushes with a frightened look, and my ice cream did not withstand the involvement in the psychological attack, and fell to the ground. The pig was like that, but it did it. and :(

The time at 22.00 in our family is called "Well, let’s check what we didn’t eat in the day".

Enjoyed a comment to the video, where the guys on the tenth try to catch the camaz master on the track:

What a dozen! We were behind such a barrel on the teaser 170 flying, wanted to shoot. But when they "hoped over" the railway shift at speed 110, I had to give up the photos)))))))