xxx: the wire you gave me fucking — the contact is lost all the time

YYY: He hadn’t been like that before. Hera with him.

The xxx:
He was not so before.
Hera with him.
Hera with him.

The song
Ethan Coy

YYYY :
not such
I used to be my guide.
Together with him
I lived a long time.
My heart stopped beating exactly on the pace.
The conductor
Lost the contact.

1st Let’s start with Cyrillic. This Frankenstein of Greek, Latin and Hebrew letters is terrible in itself.

2nd In which of the modern languages, playing at least some role in the world, there is a slope on passages other than Slavic?

Three Automatic translation into the same English.

4 is Finally, the archaic vocabulary.
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1st In the philologist-linguist, such words cause the desire to beat the author and bury the half-lived. And then get it and beat it again and bury it. You have not yet seen the Arabic, apparently, from it, consider it a lack of vocals and many consonants. I am silent about Chinese.

2nd In German, kid, in German there are inclinations, and not much easier than Russian. And Google translates perfectly from English to German and backwards, despite the fact that half of the verb may be at the beginning of the sentence and the other half - at the end. And because of the inclination and births we have a much more free order of words and the connection between words is more understandable than in English.

Three Learn, shit, English – you will have an automatic translation in your head. I’ve studied here, but I don’t need translation. I understand so. I think in English if I have to say something.

4 is Russia will come ahead of the planet in the production of high-tech, you will have the terminology in Russian, and you will be borrowed.

I bought a Chinese light bulb. The case was in Findok, China under the side, such lighters there were coins. Then I still smoked, so the lighter was not superfluous. I checked the lighter - it burns, the lamp - it lights.

There was a lot of work, three meetings a day. The last started at eleven o’clock in the headquarters, under which we rented an apartment on the third floor in an old house with high ceilings.

That night I left the apartment last. He went down the stairs in total darkness, no lamp burned. In silence, it was heard as the door opened below and someone began to climb the wide staircase. And judging by the energetic heels of heels, someone is young and interesting.

How interesting is it? To talk, is it? Oh, in the total darkness of silence (I was in shoes) say something basically, like “God help!”

Then I remembered the lighthouse. He got out of his pocket and prepared to light up the way in advance. You know, I am a guide star! The first phrase can be said.

And here, when we came from different sides to the intermediate site between the stairs, I pressed a button and directed a beam of light to the site right in front of it.

We both got on the light spot. In the circle was clearly, as in a diaphylm, a picture of a naked man, coupling with a breasty girl.

The pause lasted long. We stood dumb and looked at the picture. Then I turned off the light and in total darkness and silence, I walked carefully to the exit. I never came up with the first phrase. And what the girl thought, before whom in the total darkness someone turned on such, I still try not to imagine.

My sample from my immediate surroundings says that’s not the case.
– is
Do not humble. Write it right away "this can’t be because I don’t!"

Yyy: Planerka, Andreich is late, comes in. Tolik the trainee - this is, in a way, your teacher. Go on business trips together, gain experience, etc. Andreich looks at the trainee from his two meters and gives a maneuverable bass - "Tolik, I asked a blonde, why did you fuck someone?"

And the trainee gently: N Andreevich, I will paint myself so you like it more. And the lips lick unknowingly.

Have you joked, EPT?

xxx: Here is the problem: downloading files from Dropbox (no matter what - video, photo) is interrupted exactly at 314 MB. The "Unknown Error: Network Error" What kind of beekeeper might this be? This has never happened before :(
Yyy: Pythagoras’s hand is traced.
ZZZ: This is 3.14ZZZ

This is:

xxx: I woke up on the pen of the box on the table 220 volts. The half-office stopped greeting, but the weekly sugar bank has been holding for the second month.

of 220 volts.
The pen of the box? Which is grabbed with fingers - and from the tension the fingers only shrink stronger?

I think, "stopped greeting" - not quite appropriate euphemism of the term "dead" :)

'«Post of Russia» will introduce electronic rounds throughout the country'
- Vouches on the electronic line can be obtained in any window of the mail of Russia, outside the line.

A small prehistory: my wife in a weak form is prone to somnambulism (she doesn’t walk in her sleep, but occasionally leads strange conversations), sentences such as “no, I don’t need these boxes anymore” have long been in the classics category. At night it doesn’t bother, she says very quietly and sometimes even gets to have a small conversation, which is extremely fun, by the way.



Today, at 5 o’clock in the morning, silence, idyllia, only snoring is heard (probably). Suddenly my wife begins to scream that there is strength, all with her eyes closed. To say that I am of this kind, is not to say anything. I look at her in shock, she looks at me (at that moment she’s already awake). With a trembling voice, I ask something like “what is it?”



An explanation from her words:

I dreamed that I was working in a fear room in an amusement park and my task was to scream in the hallways of the room and scare visitors. After four times someone approached me and said that I was working badly and I should try harder, well, I shouted.



All pleasant wakings and good dreams.

Paul: Cat today again flooded in the hallway))
Catherine: Well filled a little who doesn’t happen.)
Paul: Would you see this "a little", it is ouratric sea with the archipelago of Kakashechny on the outskirts)))

here here :

Well, dear ones, children can still be loved, and with extremely rare exceptions, this is mutual, children give us beautiful emotions, and when they grow up they can give us grandchildren, and you love your saved money, apartments and nurses, maybe this will be your happiness... maybe.

Yes, precious, they can be loved. You can not love. You can still love, but at a distance. In the second and third cases, it is much more logical not to give birth to them than to give birth only because of the fact that it is so, or because of the notorious glass of water, and then the whole life to be crushed about this, throwing evil on poor unfortunate children, not guilty of having given birth to them, but not able to love them. And it is not up to you to decide who or what in this life should or should not be loved, for whom or what to live, etc.

I support :

Do you know why so many people hate Chevrolet?
Because they feel obligated to have children. It is a duty, not a desire. And they don’t like that they owe something for some reason, and others don’t.
When there is a desire, you are not angry with someone who does not want the same, you are most sincerely confused.

I’m confused that some people generally feel confused that other people have different life goals and values. Why not just stumble and live your life?

The New Multiple. We bought a call (a market nearby, a couple of lounges with electrical goods, a radio call). It turned out that we were not alone in that barrel, and the Chinese did not consider it necessary to make different frequencies at the buttons. After the tenth call of the “huligans” at the door, they realized that something was wrong. He began to call himself and heard the knocking doors (through the elevator mine) and the pick-up mat. They cried out in the mine and met down there. It turned out that we had such seven apartments)))) The solution was found in the person of a local radio amateur - they handed him up the units for the upgrade. Encounters with neighbors and a fun evening.

The line is alive, by recording and "I only ask". Today saw the birth of a new kind of row. The woman, confidently moved the rest and broke the door into the office with the words: - Hello, I am the woman of yesterday! ))))

You are stupid...

Timor was called. Otherwise it is Tamerlan.
He had a younger brother. You can guess how he’s called.

He wrote: I was there!

Guess the country on the bed:

The Israeli company Animi Causa released the unusual bed "Feel Seating System", the design of which consists of several dozen (quantity depends on the model) soft and pleasant balls, which allows the body to fully relax, taking the most convenient position.
The multifunctional bed Ultimate Luxury Bed, presented by the designers of the Italian company HiCan, is designed to give its owner a sense of maximum relaxation, entertain and serve as a cozy home cock.
Russian inventor Dahir Semenov presented an innovative bed that in case of an earthquake turns into a sarcophagus. However, there is some skepticism in the comments. “The demonstration video doesn’t explain what happens if a sleeping person’s leg hangs from the bed. In addition, if the earthquake is small, but the mechanism, nevertheless, works, the person will have to explain quite originally why he is late to work,” the author of the article in The Independent ironizes.

by Bukvar:
And I am only embarrassed that the Soviet dad looks like a modern hipster?
by mewmewflan:
These modern hipsters look like Soviet fathers.

The Ambulance Tank

Zzz: Do you transfer the Ambulance to the BTRs? And passability is better and drivers do not need to explain who gives way, which will again affect improved passability.

Maybe it is better for psychiatrists not to issue formal references, and not to allow clinical idiots to drive, then the BTR is not necessary, and the roads will be as free as possible.

Are you an express?
In six months of work I realized that this question is no longer surprising at all, and despite my 1.78, belonging to the male sex and human appearance, I calmly answer:
I am just a small box. But it is desirable not to load me out so many goods at once, you see, there is no room.

xxx: Literally in fifteen minutes, you’ll be ready on the onion-porous soup, the first recipe I decided to use from Westeros’s cookbook. At the time, he was presented to a feast in honor of one of the weddings "Storm of Swords". I hope my experience doesn’t end so tragically.
YYY: Wasn’t a bloody wedding soup served?
XXX: I think it was about her, but I don’t remember exactly.

xxx (after half an hour): Not quite usual, the taste is not familiar at all, but fun
zzz: The sharpness under the edge is not felt?
Aaa: The main thing is that there would not be a sudden drop of the bush))