Sleeper syndrome: What holds on seven screws can hold on one.

Aqualangists - people emotionally unstable, easily aroused, will hear the story of some exotic place with fantastic dives - light up like dust: you need to get there!
Same as such.
The top of the exotics for me was Papua New Guinea, a colleague replied, he was there with a medical mission, Misha, we were shot from the bow, people are eating there - you need it?!?! to
Okay I persuaded.
What about Fiji?
Better, people don’t eat there, they speak English, fantastic amazing corals – you have to go!
Said and done, we are going, a remote, even for Fiji, diving lodge with diving equipment on a small island, one there is a hotel, ours, three villages of locals - and all.
Greetings to “Bula!”
Alcohol in the hotel is available, but not included in the all inclusive, take in duty free.
My friend quickly gathered, I too, I don’t need a visa, tickets in my pocket, the airport.
What to say...
Very far, very far.
And the offensive detail - you lose the whole day on the international dateline, the concept is not fully understood by me, flew out on Sunday, flew out on Monday and jumped on Tuesday before landing, my brains do not digest such tricks.
Running forward - you fly back, so in general schizophrenia, flew out today, jumped yesterday and landed before yesterday, nonsense.
The aircraft landed and the harsh days of lovers of untouched places began...We walked on the main large island along the district road to the opposite side, 6–7, which was already boring – the flight took 12.
Arriving at the harbour, the Fidji guys left their luggage in a couple of boats, subsequently used for diving and fighting with the restless waters of the strait for three hours broke to the island, a light sea disease quickly healed from the desire to eat and drink, hunger and thirst as a hand removed.
We approach the island, a friend tiredly asks - have we already reached the end of the world?
I understand it, a day on the road, a plane, a bus, a boat, there were just no deer, I say, the aqualanchists are still masochists...
Almost got there - the bottom is small, there are no marshals - moved into flatboards, climbed into the shallow water and broke up the water to the hotel, with shoes in their hands, the locals sing songs and dress us guirlandes of flowers on the neck, a small ceremony at the meeting of tourist fools ends and we go to register.
And here I was waiting for the greatest exotic - on the wooden ceiling two children, white-bright and blue-eyed, talking in Russian, brother and sister, as it later turned out.
Overheated or exhausted, hallucinations, tropical affairs, overwhelming, no other head was brought!
No, it's easier, the resort belongs to the Russians, the owner's son came with the family, raised this resort, the family spent a couple of years without a trip, now they go to rest and check out the new management.
Fiji was not fooled, fucking beautiful corals, fish, shark feeding, dedication to diving and tribal ceremony - all there, in memory.
However, years later, my strongest impression remains two small children on the edge of the world, two chamomile among the tropics, peacefully holding each other’s arms and speaking Russian.
Welcome to Fiji, the season of Russian resorts continues, you will be at home!
Good afternoon for you!
by Bula!! to

In St. Petersburg a decree is being prepared: to consider all sunny days as holidays.

the pervac writes, says "fuck these lips, help me," I answer to him that I removed everything and gave a link to another of his pervac, who is already in the third class. He asked for him, asked for him. My firstborn, who was young, was afraid to write to the old man and asked me. Well, I’m writing to my old pervok "there’s a che", he’s removing a link to the cloud. Where the shit, only my lips. For all the fucking department for the last three years give my lips. Losers are fucking.

The morning. On a loud communication in the hypermarket announce: "Please all employees at 9.00 gather in the breweries department." I understand, but I am still funny.

This

No one cares about those who grow cucumbers in the landscapes. But exactly until the aunts begin to drive the country to grow cucumbers all the native to which they can reach.

No one cares about domesticated craftsmen until they start to get to everyone they can reach for someone dared to buy something in the store.

Serega, a first-year student, decided to break up with her virginity. To begin with, he studied everything in theory, and before he began to practice, he sought advice from his senior comrades, with whom he lived in the same room. They carefully listened to the young man, perceived his seriousness and recommended starting to say so "from the bottom." In the third grade was a wonderful girl Lucia, who was distinguished by kindness and unpretentiousness. She did not deny anyone, and she was not a joke, but just a loving girl. When the older comrades talked about her, the voice became respectful and dreaming. She was asked to start with it. Serega spoke to Lucy for three days: “accidental” acquaintance, movies and kisses in the evening to say goodbye. Comrades were sick for Sereg no less than for his favorite football club. Finally, the final event, after which he appeared before senior comrades in a new status. They congratulated him, knocked on his shoulders and laughed fun. Serega changed the status of a virgin, to a virgin, which was refused by the unrestrained Lucia!

From an evolutionary point of view, everything is much more fictional. Do you see people around the street? These are ALL forms of beauty: thick, thin, bald, rough – ALL! Because the signs are inherited from their parents, and as soon as the signs are inherited, it means that the same thin and curly mom WOULD in the past fuck the same low bald dad, well, and dad, respectively, did not refuse - that is, the set of signs that a person inherited, once recognized as mutually attractive))))
Nature recognizes only genetic abnormalities. Siamese twins there, a third leg and all that. And before aesthetic norms nature does not matter.

in the chat.
X: Eichars are already riding like pickups. This is what I wrote on LinkedIn today.
"Hello to you!
I understand that I may be the 15th recruiter for today, but I am not a bot and have read your profile in detail. I guess you might be interested in a position."

X: One day I spoke to a girl in Nevsky about the same phrase.
Y. And what position did you offer her?

Every programmer with active projects on the githab, who is asked at an interview to write a blister sorting on a sheet, has the full right to ask the interlocutor: "Does your customer really require everywhere blister sorting?".

XXX: in two weeks hanged the announcement of the victory. Today, after the event, someone YYY writes to me "XXX, and why didn’t you say it was a victory?I also wanted to! 11". The curtain.
YYY: Because I wanted, and you didn’t say! You never tell me anything!
I wanted to get married to Robert Pattinson. It’s your fault that he didn’t offer me.

Over the basement of the carton there is an ad: Please do not place cat food. They are not here!

Here is look. For example, I am fat (100+) I have a girlfriend (about 40). I have a couple of friends – Phytonash. And that is not a problem. I myself willingly admit that I am fat is NOT a bad word, not an insult. This is a constatation of fact. But you’re not limited to the word "thick", right? You won’t resist calling me a lazy, roasted beemot a piece of salt, a stinking stinker. And then I will call you Drift and Board. My girlfriend, note, I will never call it, and I will not even think of it on her side. Understand the mechanism?

I read Atlanta after one small oligarch urged me to read it.
XXX: I have read
xxx: the oligarch went on his bandley to his fools, and I still have the aftertaste of shit.

How disgusting it is to offer a sleeping bag to a person who is not fully awake and who goes to work early on Monday morning!

If people are seriously interested in who the king ate hundreds of years ago and they are ready to defend this opinion with their fists, then they have a roof. Do they have no hobbies, no work, no family, where they could put so much effort with undoubtedly more benefit for the business?

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XXX: Working in the cell
The hipster came to them and asked to replace the protective glass.
XXX: The finger crawled and says there is no protective glass in you
xxx: He assures that there is, when buying for a couple of thousand bet
XXX: So it says once there is, then shoot yourself, there is nothing difficult.
The man takes the office knife and breaks the tachscreen of iPhone Nahui

Where did this nonsense about the "coats in the machine do not wash" come from?
Is this “savings” on water, powder, electricity and the number of machine launches?
Or in some models of the 60s release from small pieces of fabric the drum half broke?
The negative Feng Shui?

Love for English is not sexually transmitted, and love for anime is very even. be careful.

On September 28, all general directors in Russia celebrate their professional holiday.
Do you already know what to give? No is? Then we present to your attention a selection of gifts from 400 rubles."