So it happened that my husband and I decided on extra-corporal fertilization (IVF). The reason is the male factor. And here, before another necessary manipulation in the department of gynecology, the head of the department examines my map and there is about the following dialogue:

by Зав. The eco? Why is? Ah, I see, the man’s reason, ah, ugu... Have you been fully examined already?

I - Yes

C is normal?

I – yes, it’s okay

Hmm... Well, you principally want to give birth to him, right?

I’m picking up the jaw from the table, yes.

Z - * leading the shoulder and drum already in the paper on the table * pfff, we have half the country does not grow and normally...

On the wave of cigarette beggars...

I sit at the shop and buy cigarettes.

Suits me (I) lady (B), looking 30-35 years old in a modest nork coat and running:

Give me a cigarette!

(I) After the break - now I will buy and host you.

The seller gives me my blue Winston, the lady looks at the package and gives:

I don’t smoke so much, buy it.

I couldn’t find anything to answer...

I woke up at 2 a.m. today and could not sleep for a long time. He turned, turned, eventually spit on everything, got up, drank water, turned on the computer, polished a bit of the Vkontakte tape, then played a little in Need for Speed Hot Pursuit 2 (original), and about 4: 00 went to bed, asleep with a sweet sleep...



This morning I remembered that I didn’t have Need for Speed.

The case was in the year of 95th, I lived then in a working village of 10-15k people. I was in school, first or second grade, now I can’t remember. The father was not there, and the mother from morning to evening was at work, like most parents at the time, trying to earn an extra penny. Hm... what I’m getting involved, I go to the matter. The case was this:

I came from school, the portfolio was flying in one direction, a shift in the other. And when I came home, I did not pay attention to the fact that near the entrance a woman of about my age is trembling. There were no doors in the entrances then, so, a piece of fence on rusted loopholes, more for sight, so that the snow in the entrance would not notice. Well, I didn’t have time to wash my hands and sit down at the table to throw a couple of sandwiches with sausages carefully left by my mom in the refrigerator, as I hear a cautious knock at the door. It’s so easy here. Well, I think it seemed like... After a minute more confident knock clearly three times "touch knock knock". And at the time, they liked to knock on the door or call with a "password", saying "click on the bell three times, it means yours came, open." Why all parents for their children was chosen the same "password" I don't know, apparently just a coincidence) Since I was a child not frightening / prudent, I thought something like "Well, my mom came back from work earlier or a friend came in, in the yard to call, the ball to chase." I approached the door, but what did it knock and I asked who was there. And in response a joyful child’s voice: “Hello, it’s me, open it.” Well, I think the voice of a neighbor’s classmate, it means it is. I open up and understand that Nihren is not a classmate. A healthy uncle takes his hand at the door and opens it even wider. There is another one next to him and smiles in his mouth full of golden teeth. And the Gypsies in this moment quickly run down the stairs. Even with my poor childhood mind, I realized that something very bad could happen now. “Daddy, and your mother is at home?” The smiling golden-toothed stranger asks, and his friend at this time has already pushed his back into the doorstep and has his eyes on the house. Well, I think they floated... I don’t know what sometimes moves people in extreme situations, sometimes you just wonder) I say, “Yes, dress up already, you came early” and I go straight to the big uncle. He astonished and took a step back and opened the door. At this point, I grabbed her and ran out on the street (the door we had was with a "self-blocking" lock). Apparently, such a reaction was not expected from me, because they didn't even have time to say anything, as I flew out of my entrance in socks and cowboys and ran to the neighbor. Fortunately there I had a friend who with a wild whisper pulled the phone in the hallway and I was able to call my mom to work. An hour later, I was home and chewed my favorite sandwiches with sausages. And my mom called somebody and cried, straight to a shake in her arms. Here is such a sudden “flashback” to the dream of the coming...

And people who advise the motorcyclist to sew a masterpiece suit and thus enter the society of photo models and millionaires, are generally aware that this specialty essentially means monkey after machine? A motorcyclist can’t sew things. Under current production conditions, it either processes all the edges of the parts on the machine, or performs only a certain node of the sewing product (for example, sews a lightning) - and passes on to another sewing motorist, who performs his piece of sewing action.
Swaya works as a screw in the flow and beyond one stage in the creation of the product does not go. She is not able to hide or seize the product from the idea and to the result. This is done by the prostitute. You confuse the doctor and the surgeon.

lex: No conspiracy of the Illuminati and close to the real world conspiracy of saleswomen, who so tie bags, so that they can only be broken and can)

There’s only a moment between school and retirement, and it’s...

At our entrance, Alkashi usually sits on the bench. Such, quiet, polite, calm alkashi. From our own home. Someone has grandmothers sitting, and we have alkashi.

I recently did a repair. At some point, the bathroom was replaced. An old bath, iron and heavy. I looked, I pretended – I will not get out alone. I think I will hire an alchemist.

I go to the entrance and there are three people sitting. I addressed them so joyfully:

Hi, I say guys! I am looking for someone who is full of strength, pure heart and wants to earn 500 rubles.

I answered the thinnest and seemingly the most cunning of them.

“Oh,” he said, “that’s what we are! Serena is full of strength. A pure heart. I want to earn 500 rubles.

I want to live until the time when people who burned their party tickets of the CPSU will burn the party tickets of "United Russia" in front of the TV cameras.

See also: Warsaw
vvv: I try to understand what the new development of the Poles - "military pile"
Vvv: And here it comes to me that it is Warsaw...

I came to the director with the application for the dismissal of the PSG, when he spoke to the trainee that it was not possible to work with fools. I probably broke his lesson.

So your paintball has about the same relationship to real fighting as curling.

But still more than painting the grass and melting the plate with a break.

He did not let go of the fire, but also of the three firefighters.
The monument was built on the photo of Raising the Flag at Ground Zero. Indeed, there are three white people, Wikipedia knows their names. But the monument did not want to be made as a monument to these three firefighters who heroically saved people, but as a monument to the victims of the September 11 terror attacks. That’s why they wanted to make a white, black and Mexican there, because the tragedy affected everyone. What caused the public debate (unwise, if you change the characters, where are the Chinese, women, children, disabled people, foreign tourists and everyone else who also suffered?) In 2001, the project was not implemented.
However, in 2007, a small monument was installed "To Lift a Nation", based on the same photo, the same 3 people stand in the same poses. It is dedicated to the firefighters who died on September 11 and generally all the firefighters who die every year in rescuing people.

So calm down, you are right.

Those who fight for any rights should never forget that the rights are always accompanied by a "free" appendix in the form of obligations.

Do not forget that there are people for whom your duties are privileges.

A generation has grown.
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The price of bitcoin has fallen sharply, apparently because some Vasya Pupkin from the village of Gadjukino, who for a long time did not dare to throw all his savings into this cryptocurrency, still decided to take this step.
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Who doesn’t know about the guy with the backs. He bought the battles.

by Zakalebas

>> Your posts about puer can’t be read without matte.

Oh! Someone has a bomb!

A girl from the neighboring office looks up and, shaken in the eyes, says with a sweet voice: "Boys, maybe someone will help us with a bottle?"
Yuri is so upset with a smile in 32 teeth: “I! It is on my part, you will not find a better specialist!”
After 15 minutes comes, sits quietly... We ask, said, that was washed, and he sadly says, “They brought a bottle of 20 liters of water, it was necessary to drag it to the floor...”

Somehow I don’t understand the strife that they told me about the fact that the last Russian emperor was someone there... Well, that’s... Apart from marriage. What a nightmare!
The first Russian emperor, Peter. The first, the Great, carried everything that moves to the right and to the left, even being married to Catherine the First, with whom they had, they say, Love. So this is the same number, she sent him freelin herself when she could not be with him, and nothing. But the country grew, modernized in a short time, the fleet created, the seas for the country opened, showed Kuzkin the mother, in short.
And, when I read about the last emperor, there is an image in my head: a monkey inherited a nuclear reactor (yes, needs repair and rework) and turned it into a grenade. And when it became clear what it was, "Oh, it was all!"
Who should worry about who he was sleeping with?? to

Next time for coffee. In front of me are a couple of very business-like uncles. and further dialogue.

Do you think we can deal with them? Or they included in the contract in the section of "force majeure" such items as the attack of aliens and the destruction of the Ring of Almighty.
Well, since the Ring of Almighty is indicated, it should definitely be trusted. At least for the first Hobbit.

The Stranger – Stranger

and Danone:

Argument, if it is not possible. But those who are really harmful, 1-2 in a hundred, the rest survive.

This is "Maybe" At the same time, headaches begin, as if not in themselves, libido falls, and so on. The effect of prolonged use, again, is not very well studied. I have to endure all this and hope that in the future nothing will come out, because someone is 2% more pleasant without rubber? Go somewhere further away. You may think that I am out. Well, okay, I have a understanding and caring partner for 10+ years, without your shit I will do anything.