Once, when I was five years old, my brother and I did not share something again and I went to complain about it to my mother in the neighboring room. While she was walking, she turned her head from side to side, and behold, the head turned to one side, and it was not possible to turn it to the other) They called an ambulance, put on a tire) And my mother is still sure that this brother turned my neck) Although I have long admitted that I am myself)

Do you decide everything now? My opinion is not the account. I was going to rest now!
Sereg, stop roaring on the cat and remove the pot.

The issue of child abuse. Remember the physics. With a rough approach, the amount of heat produced in the body is proportional to the volume.

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This is true, if the children melt the oven - then yes, after full combustion, the amount of heat produced is roughly proportional to the volume. If we are talking about the normal functioning of a living organism, the amount of heat produced is determined by the intensity of the chemical processes occurring in it. That, in turn, is determined by what happens to the body and how its thermoregulation system reacts. The relationship of one and the other to the volume - softly speaking, ambiguous. Therefore, in the winter it is not difficult to find a child, after a dozen jumps through sweaty in what he was wrapped in a caring and smart grandmother.

What is this second figure that is shamefully missed from the report? Oh, this is the same percentage of prisoners who have been baptized already in prison. All your logic is broken. Why so? Because the active work of priests in prisons should help people who have already made mistakes to rethink their lives and find their way in life. For this, your mother, religion is created.

Well, then let's look at the third figure - the percentage of recidivists, i.e. They were released and committed a crime again. And a percentage of them.
I answer: very interesting data that says a lot about...

The Bordeaux with the Cullis begins

And before it started, tell me: I ate a cake, pontously called a cottage.
Am I a knight, or a knight priest?

The 20151:
first quotes: "I beat the dog with the palm on the pope if she picked up something from the sidewalk" "the dog’s height is almost 80 cm in the hole" and "Therefore we are almost the only ones in the courtyard walking quietly without a rope".

Here's how to kill this idiot, insinuate in her head that the namordnik and the guideline are mandatory, and she has already got her tuzik in the courtyard?

I was asked what to do to make contextual advertising more fun.. from the post of another author, I conclude: obviously, a horse dildo too!

The more intelligent a person is, the harder it is for him to experience joy and laughter at any time, but the problem with the guy is very clear from what the guy is and why.
Therefore, smart people never become addicts, there is no drug that is stronger than thought. - Bill Gates

C geektimes from a discussion on the proposal of deputies to store subscriber data:

Operators will build CODs, users will upload titles, cots and anecdotes. The country can be disconnected from the Internet. We will use the archive."

In connection with the new May 9 hysteria...
1st You personally have nothing to do with that war and victory. and none.
2nd You "Dedicated" so grandparents and honor. Not the war. Besides fighting, have they done nothing good in life?
Three War is dirt and shit. Those who won the war taught me something. For example, try not to suck in the elevator without removing the Georgian tape.

I shout, I marry, I shake my hands. My wife was interested in what happened. A thousand silently in the screen on a video card of Tesla for 400 with more than thousands of rubles. The wife looks at her carefully, is silent, then gives out: "And where are the strays?"

This is a plane, let’s call it Pi with a mattress. c) Course of lectures
Wow: That’s how you teach them, you teach them – and they write through "sh".

In the 91st year of starvation, he translated a book about Winnie Pooh. The publishing house remained quite, the book quickly sold, inspired by the success, decided to become a translator. I received an order for a new translation, this time “Mary Poppins” – then we only had one volume out of four. In order to translate books, they had to be found first. I decided to call the American culture attache. I picked the consular number from the reference book, I was redirected to the attache's office. Answered a gentle man’s voice. I said that my name is XXX, that I am a translator of children's literature, received an order, but in Leningrad, unfortunately, books were not found, and that I would be very grateful if Mr. Attache found it possible to help me in the organization of delivery. And a kind voice replies to me: “Serega, fucking, whom are you pretending, what fucking translator are you?”
It turns out, my one-of-a-kind YYY arranged to the consulate as a driver. The same cultural attraction. The books, by the way, were delivered six months later, but so far the publishing house went bankrupt. I am not a translator of children’s literature.

Baptists already in prison

Absolutely right! This is the whole essence – stole, raped, killed, baptized, repented and voila! Freedom with a clear conscience. Their mother, their mother!

Saturday is when those who never waste, clean up for those who never clean up.

When I was a child, I was afraid that if I didn’t study, I would become a courtier. Here is. School and institute long behind, and I would at least have a courtyard to arrange.
and dust.

A woman with a good night name.

I’t want to be drunk with such a name.

It is fun to put the goods in the abandoned carts.
I am not sorry. The man once put a bottle of vodka, or he was sad.

Deimos: I think I’m a hipster.
Deimos: I woke up at 4 in the morning. It rains, it is cold. I turned in the blanket, sat behind the computer and smoked a cigarette.
Deimos: I’m not thinking about him yet.
Deimos: Can I still be saved?
v.zhuravlev: It Depends
v.zhuravlev: Answer three questions
v. zhuravlev: 1 Is it hard to find you?
v. zhuravlev: 2 Is it easy to lose?
v. zhuravlev: 3 You cannot be forgotten?

But we had 7 Sashs in the class: 3 girls and 4 boys) And nothing, somehow differentiated and individuality was)