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Shuttle and Hi. I will fly to Pulkovo. Tell me, is it possible to force some Peter's bookstore to bring the goods there and leave them in the storage chamber? Not in the book, but in the book.
S: It is hardly. But in Nevsky there is a 24-hour Bookweed.
M: You are sick!
Fuck it Peter.
M: dishonestly
SH: You woke up at three o’clock at night and wanted Kafka. Fuck you to do?
And here is the bookmaker.

My father told me the story. Somewhere in the 80s he sold TVs. One day my grandfather came. In the costume, in the glasses. began to choose. He approaches one telephone and with a clever look says, "and bring another like that." The father is already unable to remember what the grandfather complained about, but definitely about the puppy, which the television does not have. He decided to conduct an experiment out of curiosity. I took the TV and took it to the warehouse. He smoked a couple of minutes, took the same telecome, put it in a box, carried back. It puts, makes the type look something adjusts, makes the type the primary adjustment (although it actually puts everything on the same scores). The grandfather looked at it and said, “I don’t like this. Something is wrong with him.” He complains about another indicator. Okay, the father again takes away, in a couple of minutes comes back with the same - now the grandfather doesn't like something yet. The father did not say anything, did not blame, did not blame. He was already just curious about what would happen next and he was obediently running with the same television. And he doesn’t remember exactly when, the grandfather finally cried out: WO!!! What is needed. This is my direct. Take it!! to

I went to the market with my husband on Sunday. I am in a new suitcase, with light makeup and a pair of jewelry. The husband in oil-coloured jeans, old shoes and a dried shirt:
“Anthony, you look like a whirlwind! You will look at you and in life you will not say that you are a dentist, you live in a good apartment.
Husband: I was going to go to the garage today, not to go to the markets with you.
I: You look like that every day.
So I hope to get into the garage every day!!! to

Xxx: I was taken by a hurricane. The shoes pro*ala, Totoshka did not survive... I stumble on a mackerel with a cowardly lion and a fearful. By the way, after the third, he was not so scared, and the Lion dared.

I answer

You even have a pointless punctuation. You have never been her, but would be an ordinary botanist who has fallen into his environment and gave this environment puzzles, puzzles, puzzles, puzzles, puzzles. I pulled in and walked along the curved path, well, for a short time. If I had been caught up, HZ would have ended everything, in the best case would have sat down, in the worst half of his life would have driven the OPG, and the other half had been beating his head against the wall, realizing what he had done.

On the contrary, I miraculously left the curve of the road that I walked since childhood. My father was not there, and my mother could not cope with me. He is the real hooligan. I would hardly drive the OPG, I was too small.
Following his wife, then still a future, he began to stretch, read books, and even finished the tower. But still sometimes I make stupid mistakes, I can "carova" write, or "engineer". Once I wrote here "academic", I was laughed at and was very offended. Therefore, everything I wrote twice I re-read, look for mistakes and sort out the bugs.

Comments to the article "On the street of Decabristov banned parking cars":
Parking has always been prohibited on Decabrists. Is it even more prohibited?

Elena is
Fantasing about grandmothers is easier than living with a real woman.

Celebration of All Unloved

This holiday, held on April 14, is intended for single and unmarried people who have not been able to find a couple. It is widely observed only in South Korea.
On this day, lonely people dress in black, gather in restaurants and eat Chinese-Korean jayangmyeon in black sauce with pork and vegetables. Simultaneously, singles order alcohol, complain or cry because of the lack of privacy. Sometimes there is a competition to eat cakes.

< ASS_MURDERER> Orthodox activists have asked the prosecutor to stop the sale of anal lubricants in Saratov
< mandala-la> Here are the hardcorkers who are burning without lubrication.
< mandala-la> and all want to force

> I have tried a lot in my life, for example. I managed to travel. He created a family. engaged in sports. I fell in love, quarreled, quarreled and accepted. And now I sit: as well as financially and financially assured as much as I need. Why I wake up in the morning, I don’t know. And, most importantly, it seems to be still young enough to the current standards, and I don’t want anything anymore. Absolutely nothing (except to eat and sleep, but it’s no longer me, it’s my body). I don’t even want to have fun. Why then live?

To treat clinical depression, and even apathobolic syndrome. Or suddenly, and you find yourself a sad schizophrenic sitting in the middle of the kitchen, no work for a long time, the food is over, bite the curtains is boring. Deficient symptoms are so deficient, as if everything is normal, except for the meaning of life, and then it turned out that it was just the first bell.

One day I thanked my dad for being born, and he replied, "I just wanted to fuck..."

There was a lecture on mathanalysis. The teacher diligently proved the next smart theorem, the students recorded it, and the two girls at the last party discussed how they spent yesterday night. The teacher reached the end of the proof, put a fat point and, turning to the students, said loudly:

What I needed to prove!

When the teacher turns, everyone in the audience is silent, so was it this time. In the sudden silence, a voice full of sincere surprise is heard of one of the girls, who was so engaged in the conversation that she did not have time to react:

It cannot be!

The teacher, after these words, stunned, once again looked closely at his recordings and said with a confident voice:

You can see for yourself, it’s all right.

The girl's response drowned in a friendly whistle, so history did not save him.

The fight against corruption is like sports fishing. I caught – let go.

xxx: We had a long-haul driver in the army
xxx: A gazelle was attached to him on which he carried food every day from the warehouse to the dining room (this is 50 meters wherever).

"...I come – hungry, of course. Husband Oret:"I want to eat!" An adult uncle - did not know that for the purple you need to cook at least the potatoes first!!and "

of pure interest. Did you know each other before the wedding?

When I was a kid, I didn’t like soup. Lunch turned into torture and stretched for several hours. In order to spend time, I carefully studied the surrounding objects.



One day I read the inscription on a pack of salt. At that moment there was a movie on television about D'Artagnan and the Three Musketeers, and it seemed logical to me that the name of the salt was very French - POLESSE. There was even an elderly count who owned salt mines instead of vineyards. The grandchildren of the Count were presented, talking in the estate of Polesie behind a bowl of Burgundy about the prices of salt. Every time I looked at the package, I imagined the emblem of the French Count and my proud surname.



The reality stumbled completely unnoticed, I was sent for salt. I stretched out the money and proudly announced what I wanted, say, not any widebody, I will take a French delicatesse. The seller pulled out the package and repaired:

and polish. It is in Belarus.

It was the first import replacement in my life.

A multi-apartment house Nearby lives a neighbor, two years ago, began to drive a girl of a pleasant exterior. At night, when they were there, she cried like an idiot. Is it trying, or is it really. He walked over them, screaming across the balcony to make her quiet. The guitar was included to maintain the rhythm. I generally tricked.

And then the bat, and the night orgies stopped. I think they left something or went somewhere.

Annie doesn’t, I look out with the keys and a ring on her finger.

It’s time for the theatre to close.

In the years of working in a small cozy ministry, I sometimes went on business trips, where, including checking the conduct of personal affairs of citizens.

I came across a strange name, “Laser.” I had never heard such a name and asked local employees about his origin.

“She is probably from the village of Alexandrovka,” they told me. There is a woman who works, who registers children, she confuses, there are all kinds of strange names, someone changes after 18 years, someone gets used to and leaves. This was what my parents wanted to call Larissa.

It is, of course, great that people with dyslexia (and I think this is precisely dyslexia) successfully find a job, but the place of work is very inappropriate.

When I was a child, I had a very loud voice...which was a sin to hide, almost a girl. On the phone, I was often confused with my mother, and if everyone began to distinguish the voices over time, then one of my mom's colleagues, also a teacher (TP), did not give up.

Examples of Dialogue:



I say hello!

Lena, hello to you!

It is not Lena.

TP: And who is it?



or



I : Yes

TT: Lena, there are plans before the end of the week.

I: stand, I will call you now

TP: Who is Who?

I: my mom

Q: Whom of whom?



She made me angry, even more upset, and she called frequently. I decided to change my voice. When he was alone at home, he rehearsed, tried to break, grumble or sing, imitating Vysotsky.

And here somehow the phone rings, I rehearsed, as low as possible, with the voice I say, "Allo! "

Pause a few seconds, then: Len, are you sick? Will you go to work tomorrow?



I haven’t digested it yet.)