M@xON is: Karaul! My relatives came from the south, and I was just passing through the Volga river on a high bridge, saw fishermen bending in a semi-seated position. So, these relatives really thought they were Penguins!

The highest mountain of Mars
More than twice as much.
The height of Jomolungma. Why is?

If I hadn’t known that Maria Georgievna was already retired, I would have thought it was her tricks. But every drug addict and binocular knew that it was Olympus, which, due to the specifics of the Martian atmosphere, is less prone to erosion than the earth's mountains.
It’s great that there are such teachers.

The phrase "I am here a little reworked", from the mouth of the administrator, should not only warn, but warn about the coming Armageddon.

My cat has grown and grown. Now he weighs his mass over the bowl when he sits on the border. The bowl turns, the cat is frightened and either does not do its business soon, or does it elsewhere. My husband suggested that I put a pot.

The child was sent to the computer by Mailer. Who knows how to kill him?
May the child live. Meyer is not so bad.

Grandma, how are you doing? Do you put your teeth in before the New Year?
Yes, that is the joy!
Should I film them at night?
B - Yes, but I will not show them to anyone, I hide them.
I – Why?? to
I was young, I was on the train. One man removed his teeth, put it in a glass and slept. The train is driving, his teeth are knocking at the glass - stunned, stunned! So I’ll hide my own in a crap.

I bought a big nutella bank.
I have a 4-year-old daughter, you know what it is.
It’s good, yes, it’s a chocolate cake ?
I fix it, it’s a chocolate paste.
She has big eyes – pasta. Brushing the teeth?

I have the best wife, I understand it :)
Raid in 20 minutes, and she invited me to the kitchen to eat his own-handed snacks. Over time, I become increasingly nervous.
Are you in a hurry?
Yes, I have there...
The fight? Lovely looking
It hasn’t started yet, but it will begin soon.
Then run away.
And you?
I’ll pick it up and bring it to your compass. I will follow the fight myself. I will not bother you, don’t be afraid.
and smiles.
All the most loving and understanding women! With NG!

I write a message to the girl: "I was very good with you! " I have the answer:
"You are not alone. " -... fucking, ambiguous somehow... )

c) from the Internet

I remind cyclists - movement on the sidewalks and pedestrian trails is prohibited by PDD 9.9. You must cross the pedestrian crossing by walking, driving a bicycle, PD 8.11. If you are struck at the crossing when you are driving, you will be found to be responsible for the accident with subsequent compensation for the damage suffered by you or your guardians when you were a minor. All good luck and health!

Risa: I remembered: we have a grandmother sitting on the central pedestrian street and selling sandwiches, this is a prehistory. And so I go with a girl, and behind the guy goes and she with such a calling voice:"Girls, buy salmon, make the boy nice!" you would hear the guy roaring =.="

In the fan zone of the city of Kiev, in peacetime called Kreshtatik, on the day of the final of the Euro 2012 football wheeled on a wheelchair old Ukrainian in yellow-blue baseball. Three young, pumped Italians dressed in the same blue coats, apparently depicting an ancient Roman togu. They saw the fighting grandfather, approached him, shrugged his hand.

And he... he suddenly started shouting with passion the names of Italian football superstars of the 60s and 70s: “Riva!” The Maccola! The River!"

The Italians, what is called, broke. One of them fell to his knees before the old man, started kissing his hands, hugging him. Others joined him. Then they photographed him, instantly assessing the unrealistic connection of countries and times. The man who spent most of his life behind the Iron Curtain knew and loved Italy through its football and now he was happy. Even without knowing Italian, he was able to convey to the young compatriots of Riva, Mazzola and Rivera that love that has kept for many decades.

Picture of oil:
A little drunk, I go for a day.
The street is quiet, there are no cars, everyone is asleep.
Trout is another scrap.
Feeling Evgeny Plushchenko, I try to overcome the road to the subway.
On the opposite side, a guy is scratching. It also depicts a cow on ice.
They looked at each other and wished each other good luck.
And here, in front of the road, a man goes with a proudly raised head.
Easy to walk on asphalt.
You could see his face! :)

Commentary on the ero-film:

They were there just to do what they were fucking and fucking, photographing how they were fucking and filming how they were fucking, and then fucking on what they were photographing and fucking again.

I want to have sex on a white bear’s skin near the fireplace.
He - well skins I have at home, really not bears, and not white... and I don't have a fireplace... there was a heater, but they also took it...

XXX: And why, in general, porn on the computer, I can watch online!
YYY: Why is it? Are the aliens suddenly shaking?
I listen to Pink Floyd.
You are a great deceiver.)

Why don’t I have a relationship with anyone? I sit in the park, comes alone, knocks on the shop
Tagged with: Tuki Tuki
I: Put your hands on you!

The Ukrainian news:

Drunk Russian schoolgirl for the New Year killed a girlfriend

10 people killed at stadium in Angola, celebrating the New Year

Ukraine celebrated the New Year

Reporter: In the room the operators hanged a huge plasma. From the emptiness to the clock of silence, the ambassadors from the shift pumped the Blu-ray films with 3D storytelling (well as in theaters, just wear your glasses and watch). Naturally, in the absence of triade points played smart. They found a plastic cover for red and blue brochures, cut out circles from it and carefully inserted it into the anti-gases taken from the alarming suitcases!!! to
The cleaner came to them at 5 o’clock in the morning, saw the ten mords in anti-gas synchronously turned on her, turned and quietly left. It was the 20th, before the end of the world.

My mom got the rights recently, I gave her the navigator for the new year.
She shares her impressions about the new Device:

There’s also Yeltsin’s voice! (He begins to picture)
But I don’t trust him, suddenly, when he gets drunk.