Don is
Political Economy. The textbook. P is betrayed.
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A very good textbook.)

I met the man of my dreams, and my dreams.

ANIC (16:24:57 8/01/2011)
Why are you not at work?

FuZz (16:25:29 8/01/2011)
What do I do to work on Saturday? I will go tomorrow...

The status inscription:"Who wiped my clothes in two sizes during the New Year holidays?and "

He does not love power, he has power.

from 421 rubles
Today I witnessed a sweet scene of our general inattention to our neighbor.
The man entered the shoe shop.
Goes in a red pantyhose, on the head a cap with a pompon, height above the average. That is all, man as a man.
I stand next to me and measure valves for the dacha.
The mood of the man is sad. This happens when a bird pumps on a white suit and remains only to laugh at his miserable situation.
The man pulled money out of his pockets, carefully counted.
(including all the copies) and said to the seller:
I have four hundred and twenty-one rubles, but I still have a bottle of beer.
I need 40th size some shoes, shoes,
Let the retirees – “Goodbye youth”, although valens, no matter. only
Not a beard. Any shoes, the main thing to put in my money.
Please hurry, I’m already tired.

It was very strange, the man absolutely did not impress.
The Alcoholic
The Seller:
I do not understand you. So what do you want to buy? Shoes or boots?
Man, for four hundred and twenty rubles I do not give you anything decent.
I suggest, you understand... I don’t even know what to show you...
Color of what?
The Man:
Blue, look at me more closely and think for yourself: well.
What color do I need my shoes?

I was interested, not rushed to scan it from head to foot and we together with the seller started loudly (I rust, she whisper)

The man was dressed in hockey bowls.
The Hockeyist:
It’s funny, but I’ve even seen it. I only managed to put a claw. So is
He also picked up my cock.
How will I run after him?

Then the man roared with us.

Girl, I have seen you somewhere.
I often go somewhere.

I stood down and sent my husband for the pills. Bringed medical banks, remember those Soviet ones. I decided to try, first on my husband, not to lip him, then realized that they need to warm up stronger, went on to me and I gave my back to his disposal with sincere confidence and then he got a brilliant idea in his head!! Try it on my pop! I am now sitting with a scarring on the pope in the form of a half-month... he overheated the bowl too much and got a burn. First rotted, then asked for forgiveness, then put his pop under a blow, I didn't even shake my hand...and he also had half a month, bark-violet)))we are now like in Indian films...brothers...

Hi, I am Oleg
NN: Does my mom know?

Trailer for New "Ice Age 4"
The first comment:
Give this poor white stomach, she deserves it!

:D

1st
No wonder at 16 years old.

2 is
Ukrf says the opposite.

HH: I’m not going to tolerate him.
WOW : Why? Are you such a beautiful couple that he did that?
This fool during an important affair, ended up on his wrist, and then targeted me in the head and threw his hand forward, shouting: "Spider-e-en!and "

Gifts, what are you doing?
Tagged with: enota kadru
HQ: No Questions

At the check, every student, when he does not know what to write, with a smart face will ask the lecturer: "What is the task to rewrite?"

You’re so dumb that even I’m murmuring.

This is a site where you can write all kinds of shit.

I read the story in the newspaper.
It was still in the Soviet Union. In one colloquium fell into a deep drunkard. After a working day, he broke into the office of the director of the colchon and found a liter of alcohol there. Well, you won't drink alcohol without a snack - he found a three-litre bowl of cream in the refrigerator. So, while eating cream, he also drank alcohol.
The next day, the director of the collective farm calls the militia, a case for serious damage to the collective farm is filed against the slaughterhouse. It turned out that in the bank was not cream, but the sperm of the elite Dutch bull.

From the cat’s point of view, the entrance door is Narnia.

Go to WOW
NN: I am down :(
Does the little boy play?
NN: No, he can’t
Q: Did you do it again?
NN: Yeah, fucking, he had a psychologist there at school, on the question of "your main dream in life" he answered (the woman even brought a paper, because the psychologist wrote it all): Bubble without a CD and without a debacle. and mount of shame25"
Yippidy yi yippity yay.
nnn: yes, I also started to crack, then I said that it was better from srlk, my wife barely killed me there :(( this stitch is sitting lessons does, and I am Anka "Idiot" Dostoevsky forced to read :((
Fuck you have the best wife in the world, how she tolerates you :DD

He understood that an adult when 31st December at 23:55 saw himself on television. Dimasic, 45 years