xxx:Park..in google translator from Russian to Tajski word life translates as Buhay
Yyy: What a native he is, this Taalsky...

When I come, everything will change. Bush is beautiful, handsome.
Can cowards also wear clean clothes?
What are you? what are you dirty?
He:...how can you say...and in some pants to go to work for three weeks without washing so you can’t?
She: Definitely not!! to
It is a pity that he went to record.

My mom burned today. I sit reading a book. Mother comes in.
Let me take a picture of you! As if you are smart!

I go on the bus in the morning, I see one house on the bench Hannuriki sitting. A little blue after yesterday.
They laughed all over the street. They tell each other:
Do you remember when we came home drunk yesterday?
Noah and what?
Let’s go on the big ones! Well, sit down, go: I-something, and you right along the road. Between the trucks he lavished, then on a narrow edge, then zigzagged past all the columns along the sidewalk.Then he drove to the calice, tears from the big, could not open the tick and there fell.

M: He who says that putting a blanket in a carpet is the worst punishment, probably never smoothed the curtains.

My brother is a fourth grade. The evening. I sit and play dead space, little doing English lessons - translation.
B: Listen to me
I: Well... (without paying attention)
How do I translate "bear"?
Tagged with: "beer"

The next day his teacher calls me and carries my brain. It turns out this gifted man thought in translation to write something like "Summer in the forest everyone loves: fox, rabbit and beer".

Why didn’t you call me today?
YYY: I... I don’t know... I don’t know how to avenge)))

Try for a person who does not like you, every time you remember him, give him the imaginary most luxurious (or especially good) gift, imagining how he is happy, and you will see that he will treat you better as you do to him.

Commentary :
Aaaah... I can’t. Shaw presented it. I give Hammer to this man. And he was delighted! Honestly so, really so! The Satisfaction! And I approach him like... iii... on a frog with an elbow on a shit!
The first attempt failed, though.

I was reading the Fallout Encyclopedia. And there he found information about the 69 shelter, which was housed by 1,000 women and only one man. Would you not be in that man’s place? and :)
It was like we met yesterday, God. There would be a thousand lesbians and one sad onanist.

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH What do you do?Is the status sad?( by
WOW : WOW! I was fighting with my wife.)
HHH: Is it so?
WOW: Yes, she said that I don’t know how hard it is for her, that I can’t put myself in her place, etc.
HH: And now what?
WOW: now suggested to change the dressing places: she is now in the kitchen trying to repair the crane, which in the morning turned, and I lie on the couch, hive the cake and read women's forums...
I suffer because they don’t understand me 😉

It’s a pity that I can’t put a point in the caps().

rsdn

M: I heard that Peter's programmers in code instead of border - porebrik
Z: Peter's programmers don't have a shaurma, but a shaverma, which is also a principle.
V: And instead of button's – bulka's?
Q: And also in the Petersburg Sisadmin bridges of divorce...

Of the two evils, we often choose what is more common.

It is filled with stories about missionaries and other walks in the houses.
Somebody called at my door. The mood is lyrical. On the machine, I approach, open and see before me a large half of the Gypsy camp.
It begins to sound something from the series "we people are not locals... are behind the train" and then this whole salman is squeezed and with eyes the size of a dish the cubar is taken from the third floor. The back presses the front. and panic! No one understands closing the door. And only when I see myself in the mirror I begin to understand the reason for what happened... The fact is that I came back from fishing the day before. The catch was necessary. This was what I struck when they called on the door. A two-metre dick, shaved naked, with a three-day scarf, in a blood-sprinkled jacket, with a teasac and blood-packed hands :)

Only the Russians understand that between "cold" and "cold, fucking" lies at least 25 degrees Celsius.

When there is a normal camera and a black belt on the graph editors, somewhere disappears the ability to blow, spit, tick your finger three times - and that the fucking photo from the phone thanks to a pair of filters accidentally, some unknown hernia and such a mother became an object of the arthouse!

by MikhailOlenin,

You know, when I ride in the Moscow metro, I have the feeling that the iPhone is just the most common phone.

and phillennium,

Most people try to get it in people’s places :)

A: What are you doing?
B: I am sushi
A is Major!
B is fucking! I just like the hoodie.
A: What are you drinking?
B: ordinary water from the crane! is satisfied?
A: Yes
B: Specifically from the filter
A is Major!
B is crazy
A: And you probably sit in the costume for the pizza megatonn backsofy))
B is NO! I am in the dirty rotted settled hoite
A: The poor man!
B to blaze!

It is strange. I sit in the dark, only the monitor lights up and here three flies almost simultaneously sit on the Internet Explorer label.
I think they know 😉

"Internet settings are missing, connect to the Internet to get the settings?"- gives me the phone.
And how it gets, infection.