I thought that this coffee story reminded me, and I remembered a similar cry on the back. There the author resented: his dishes are praised, asked for a recipe, boiled unrecognizable (instead of vinegar and pepper, splashed strawberry yogurt and curry), and then cried out that something gets out, see a bad recipe and the cook-adviser pumped, mocked them, because it can not be that something depends on the recipe.

Announcement of the sale of the monitor
"The assembly is Korean, only a monitor is included. The price is +100 UAH."
This reminded me of the same joke from "Stalker"

Do you need a grenade for five?
You need a clear figure... let’s go.
Hold the cheque and chase two hundred.

The challenge at 1.30. The Sauna. Two goodly signed girls were resting. For some reason they danced in the steam itself... So one of them landed on the roof right on the hot camels.
According to the victim’s husband:
- Her friend called me, she said, she is all burned lying, come.
He was on the road and called an ambulance. But the whole story ended with the beautiful phrase of a man:
I was there, chicken grill.

by BES

Then suddenly there is karaoke.
X is my weakness.
Like any man who is a bad poet.
xxx: singing
The poet too.

I haven’t had sex for 25.5 years. 25 and a half years ago, I didn’t participate.

How much does this wine cost?
Three hundred cents.
Or more accurately?
and eight hundred.

I go with my younger sister (7 years) from the store. I carry bread, she is a pack of ice cream. We approach the house, and it sounds like a whistle: "Stand, wait, wait. I have forgotten!" She takes bread, bites a bite in several places, gives it to me and goes home.
Why did she bite?
Let my mom laugh. She’s funny when I do that.

Egor
You are overwhelming)

Irishka
Imagination is good)

Egor
Imagine me naked.

Egor
Now I have nightmares and I sleep.

Irishka
Here you are the fool!

About the makeup:

Karina: ahahah))) there is a wagon and a small cart of subtleties)) just men believe that girls by nature are born with perfect skin, hair, nails, etc.))

I look at you without makeup.
Alexander: And with my feet shaken by fear, I go in the face of this danger, because I am braver than I am.

Let’s find out what to do with the murder.

Being with a cowboy is much harder than being a cowboy.

1> (...) Remember the first rule: windows should not be plastic. never ever.
2> What is the second rule? "No one to talk about plastic windows"?
3> No, the second - when you still put yourself plastic windows, continue to assert the first rule on the forums.

<xxx> Accidentally listened to the conversation of girls colleagues at work:"... and then she was fucked in a decree".
<xxx> is a concept.

A friend of mine told me:
From the wildest bodywork, rushing to work (working as a middle-level manager in the average office), he decided on the road that he would die if he did not cure what he suffered from. I bought a vodka. In the sorting hid under some of the pipes there, the shorter you will find, decided to take a little homeopathic doses during the working day.
I went for the first dose in half an hour, pulled out the empty bottle, wrapped in an A4 paper with the message of the following content: "Thank you, o beautiful stranger. I know you are beautiful. Only a wonderfully beautiful man was able to save me, the raw and the poor, from the terrible death in torments and scourges of a terrible illness called the fucking shit! May God give you health "
Who it was and how the bubble was heard is unknown at this time.

Anton approached and asked the obvious question: “Dad, how did you get to know your mom?”
I decided, he still had little to know, that I met his mother in the subway when I was driving home from a late shift, and she was sitting in front of me in headphones smoked, staring at me with pupils like a frog, and shaking like in an epileptic seizure. And when I still stood up and asked, maybe she was ill and needed to help, grabbed, like a horse, recorded on the turn of her visiting card "Dasha, makeup artist" the title of the song Aquarium "We were fucking" and said that I should listen and I would be just as bad.
And that when I invited her to a party with my friend, she immediately hanged on him, he was friends with her all night, and she gave it to me, and this friend is still not talking to me.
No, let him go to his mother. I can’t lie to a child about "study together".

xxx: Announcements on the television of the celebration of the NH as part of the elderly stars of the 80s and 90s somehow more and more resemble the same ball of Voland.

Here is an interesting information for reflection: you can overwork, but you can not overwork.

Married for 7 years. Since I was a student, I have called my wife "my little girl". So, today, coming from work, I ask my wife, “How are you, my little girl?"But here a 5-year-old girl runs out shouting, "I'm your little girl, and she's already healthy!"

The brain itself, of course, is not visible, but its absence is noticeable.

In the subway, two girls aged 12-13.
Are we walking until 2 p.m. today?
I want to sleep at home. When I was a child, I spent the night there, and now I want to go home.

Ottar: The film industry is no longer that. Solid remake on remake and spinoffs on prequels.