One boy wanted to eat. I could, of course, cook peelings or eat at the cafe, but I thought it wasn’t interesting. He deserves more. So the boy went to the coolest exotic restaurant and ordered the most exotic dish with an indescribable name. The dish cost a bunch of money, but it looked chic: a juicy chicken breast, a golden crust, a lot of unfamiliar spices... indeed, when the boy began to eat, he immediately realized that the chicken was roasted, roasted, and generally slightly unfresh. When the boy recovered from a severe food poisoning, he went to the same restaurant and ordered exactly the same chicken. He was sick again. And to this day the boy again and again chooses the same chickens, stubbornly (and in vain) hoping every time that the next will definitely be soft, gentle and unspoiled!
And then he gets drunk and screams that there are silly mercantile chickens around.

by Mayrin:
We here a commercial offer aka spam came to the fax
I am delighted xD

The epigram:
Watson used this scheme as he could.
He pulled away, the solder stuck between his legs.
Roasted meat smells around.
The girls are no longer friends.

The moral:
Trust the work to professionals.

xxx: at the moment the company produces vodka "White" on nuts, peas, coconut, mushrooms and grass.
XXX: I cry
XXX: How subtle

Anastasia: I used to love pumpkins to eat once, and then one day, a huge pumpkin like my ass was dropped straight on my foot, and since then, well, I’ve hit these pumpkins, I don’t love them anymore.

A picture of the ass. Understand the scale of the tragedy.

The first thing about yourself, the first thing - the hundred leevels!
And what about girls?
And the girls then!
I think you are an optimist xD

A girl wanted to buy shoes. Maybe she didn't have it, maybe the old got tired, or maybe she had a hundred pieces to choose from, but these seemed to be the most beautiful and desirable. In general, she bought them, dressed them and began to wear to rejoice. But not long. Soon, the girl noticed that her shoes were crushed, a cloth, a nail, and in general, a collar, not her. The girl was upset, but continued to wear her shoes, hoping that they would soon disappear. She was tormented, even crying, complaining to her friends how bad she was and what these shoes were awful. Friends, of course, sympathized with her, the smartest advised to throw off the shoes and find themselves normal. But the girl did not listen to anyone, she suffered, but she was patient. She still believed that someday these terrible shoes would spread, change, become smarter and cease to be such a goat, a selfish and a babble.

Paul >> People are getting angry at me...Why would that be?

What is >>PMS?
In any case, I’ve been crawling.

Paul >>That’s what you’re going through=))

Styusha >>o, people rage - it's still so, slug) there everything can be much more terrifying and scalable... For example, here is a cute girl, dreams of chocolate, a boy gives her a chocolate, she unfolds it and... breaks a nail... everything, ppc, it's all and all the hating monster, carrying and wearing the brain of anyone who comes in her way. And the boy's fault, yes, because the chocolate didn't break up, he said)))))))))))))))))) he doesn't love me... further sludge / saliva / depression and on to the script.

Two posts in a row:

1) I was fucked. Try is written through the defiant: Try.
2) I can say one thing. We urgently need the city of Dolboebsk.

exactly. The author of the post (1) can try to go there. Accepted with bread.

A poem about the mistress:
XHH: And when I was going to my former, I painted him on his back under the guise of a massage – this is my swallow.

A familiar programmer, who bought his first audiobook, said:
At the first TO, the master pointed me to the air filter and said, “You see this thing? It should be as clean as your trousers!". Well, they are packed, I changed them every week. When, six months later, the same master discovered eight filters in my trunk and asked why I had so much, and she replied, what you said... You can’t imagine how it was rotting. Why are you laughing? You are all shit guys!! to

And what if all our wishes and dreams actually materialized...
Somewhere in the parallel universe lives the same one, but it lives exclusively on my wishes and dreams. And, by the way, the desires of the other “I” are also materialized in our world. True, he, the poor man, is probably so tired of living in a luxurious mansion on the shore, with an incredible amount of money and expensive cars. He was probably so excited to see all those half-naked beautiful women in the morning who prepare him breakfast, lunch and dinner. He is terribly tired of everyday sex with Jessica Alba and Megan Fox.
And here he dreams of a quiet life, that every morning to go to work in public transportation, to get an average-statistical p/p, take a home in a mortgage and pay it half-life...
by InCage

Photo is what the camera sees.
The painting is what the artist sees.
It is possible that what the artist sees will please you more than what the camera sees.

222: especially if the artist works with highly toxic paints.

rast_master: Good afternoon Please answer in two words. Tomorrow I'm going to take this device in contact, and my wife screams that the operating room stands out, so I'd like to know if it's possible to listen to the turnet, the monsoon, the vidos, the page of the browser with two fingers to increase, how much worse (if worse) is the symbol of the white android? Symbian Bell is better than Migo and Maimo right now? Excuse me if you are wrong, do not pin.
Nesterov32: You don’t have to buy it, it’s not yours.

I live with my mom.
I eat good, I don’t drink beer.
I do not eat absinthe in clubs.
What kind of student am I?

xxx: What would I do this tonight, I am asking until this morning, drunk an energy drink
Give me a course.

I have to move my furniture today. :)
Poltergeist to help you!

The girl in status "Take a link to happiness! It is very important!"
First comment: Boyarina Morozova for luck went to exile herself.

You see, there is such a hopeless category of idiots, to which I hope and can be attributed – with moral foundations. Funny, who needs them, right?
So for these people, it is important not only Which path a person has gone, but how he went through it and how he came out of it. Because financial results and success can be achieved in different ways.

For example, I am now earning a good hour, but after 2 quarters the prostitute Katarina in the bordello earns an order of more per hour. Do you understand why I don’t care about success details?
c) Habr

I work in an online toy store. Order has arrived. The gun is 7. Automated - 5 Another gun is 6. The book "How to raise a good child" Do not lose hope ;)

I was chasing a fly in the room for two days. I bought a lipstick, wanted to see a painful death. Imagine the village! Walked and flew... Now ready to chase the Chinese.