xx> no, I only went to the computer club three times in my youth
xx> once a girlfriend's friend won
xx> she really left me almost immediately (
xx> 16 years old. to communicate with girls did not know, and in the trunk 3 spilt well

On the radio "dacha" is an interview with some singer - "I am a girl very deep" could not listen further)))

I recently called a friend, he responds to me, but the voice is chilling...I ask, have you slept? he says yes..I am like this: but you went to the bathroom..he replies..he was there and slept))) Thank you, he says that I woke up)) then he told me..sleep, he is warm, but his shoulder is cold, I want to hide, and you will not hide with water)

36 000 rubles per student per year is allocated by the state.
Our director tells us, “You see the student, and I see 36,000!” It’s fun to watch her change of mind. 180,000 people are talking. There were 72,000 men’s toilets.

The greatest and most tragic mistake a single man makes when he marries is that he thinks he will finally have a delicious meal, have sex until the end, walk in clean and smooth underwear, his apartment will constantly shine on its own, his friends will still come to visit to cheer, and the expenses will be reduced, because “to live together is easier.”

xxx: I learned that I was burned with my erotic drawings (I always painted them then) from my father’s lady. My mouth became confused, but the situation was disrupted by my father's seriously spoken foolish phrase:
You are already an adult. Have sex with whoever you want. Not with Negro.

XHH: Write it faster.
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
Q: You wrote to me. I have a goose.
WOW: What did I write?
She doesn’t say what you wrote to me, she tells me what you wrote to me.
WOW: And what did I write?
Not what you wrote, but what you wrote at all!
No, I did not write!
Ohhhh... I wrote!
WOW : what?
HH: How do I know? Asha told me you wrote to me.
WOW: And what did I write?
Again I say: How do I know?
I did not write anything.
Ohhhh... I wrote!
I did not write!! to
I wrote, Ashka told me, then you wrote to me.
WOW : Yes?
Oh yeah yes!
WOW: And what did I write?! to
I know what you wrote! Wow what you wrote!! to
WOW: I did not write.
HH: You have written
Haracho, Haracho, I have written But I will never tell you what I wrote.
You have to get out of it at night. That’s exactly what you write there!
I am writing your hickey. Stay away from me. I want to sleep
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
WOW: It is all! They hurt!
...
You are writing pastanah.
It has begun...

<dominica> will we smoke?
<xxx> I quit smoking
<dominica> will be passive)
<xxx> I don’t want to do it!! to
<dominica> listen, you there end porn watch about_O

Tagged 14:26
Well, and the printer knows in which country it is located?
by T14:26
Curiously...
He wanted to know what kind of ass he was in.

It’s time to come up with a new smile "and I’m a tomato"

Ollo in our city appeared the office "Santehuit", and everything would be nothing, but on the ads and their cars the name is written in different colors. Santa one and fucking another.

I was told you are a heartbreaker.
Seymour Duncan: Who told you that?
It doesn’t matter, the boy is alone.

PPS, that only in our country can be a line of those who have no line...

The Courts

I was abandoned by a girl I loved for almost 2 years, very much loved... Immediately after she left me, I was called from a prestigious office and offered the job I always dreamed of, and a few months later I could afford to buy the car she always dreamed of. Attention, a question to the experts! Should I send it right away or be fooled? =) is

You don’t know women well, your “defeat” will almost end in your defeat, you’ll forgive her everything and you’ll live long and happy, but she won’t respect you.

Good pleasure, replied at the right time, replaces at least three good and wise advice.
by Yuri Tatarkin

A story about women whose women we love as they are, and we never understand them.
During my uncertain youth, I met, or even lived, with a girl named Olya. The relationship did not go well at first, and here our relationship came to break up due to a big quarrel. I have not been a lonely man for a long time, and after meeting a girlfriend, IRA, we also started trying to build a household in my apartment. Psychologically I and I were united, but physically... well, I can’t. I had to break up with her too.
So it turned out that I started dating Olya again, and I told Olya that I lived with another for a while.
Sorry for the details, this is all the preamble, but it is not possible without it.
The fact is that Olya changed, in the evenings began to play on my computer, at first times, and then dumb as an avid gamer, came from work and almost in clothes for the computer. And so until late evening. Who was so addicted to her I couldn’t understand, I asked – like I didn’t live with anyone. And it would be a variety of games, exciting, strategies, shooters, a game of fucking damn gentlemen - Lines, in the balls. And from morning to evening, thousands of balls, emotions, motherhood, knocks on the table. I’m not sorry, but where did that come from?
I decided to try to play, and suddenly interesting, and I have not tried it before. The game is over, the results:
by IRA 9600
by Olya 7800
by Olya 7560
by Olya 7420
by Olya 7200
by Olya 7150
by Olya 7120

Look, my dear, what a great catch I have today!
Don’t hang me on my ears! The neighbor saw you go fishing.
The shop!
Some of the fish had to be sold.

<Adamantine> Suddenly grumbling "Your MOTHER!" is a daily phenomenon in our home. At first, everyone fled to the hell cries, and then everyone got used to the fact that Hell is so disgusted because of the internet breakdowns.

Prepod: What are you painting in my false notebook?! to
Student: This is a test tube! O_0

I am sorry, dear publisher. Cigarette box, leather, with Hello... wait... Kitty! With Hello Kitty! Cigarettes for cigarettes!