What is the name of the hair of Geralt in English? I often see this in games.
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You just sit down and watch movies all day.
I am a movie critic...
I educated a dog!

The people today are very few. Well, though... Friday is, everybody shakes.
YYY: xxx, today is Saturday

A prostitute, elected a deputy, at the first session addressed the hall: "Dear colleagues..." @konaarm

The wall

Despite any routine and fluidity, every self-respecting teleoperator, among other things, should take at least one “fine” frame a day. At least one, let’s say, a three-second plan for a whole day, but one that would not be ashamed to show even his institute instructor of operating skill and get the metric’s restrained praise: “Yes, a colleague – it’s pretty good.”
And today I learned that the same story with lawyers.
They also warm the soul beautiful, although absolutely money-free mates in two moves.
And in general, for every self-respecting professional, money should not be in the first place. This, of course, does not apply to thieves and other human inconsistencies.
Alic, my friend and at the same time a lawyer, boasted of his fresh, beautiful case and a plus in karma.
To him came to the reception an upset woman with her unhappy hopelessness. Fabula is briefly like this:
Her children - ballbesses with a sports inclination, decided to arrange a turnik on the balcony. The bad thing is simple, they pushed the pipe to the side wall and began to pull up. But the sopromatov miracle did not happen - the turnik did not withstand and, along with the entire wall, collapsed on the bitten schoolchildren. Not even from the twentieth floor. They didn’t even break anything, they got rid of the blue.
But here is the trouble - this former wall, separated their balcony from the neighbor, and most importantly, the neighbor on that wall hanged a newly purchased TV at the price of up to 200,000 rubles 00 copies (check from the store attached).
Naturally, the neighbor demanded not only to repair the wall, but also to fully compensate for the damage caused by the joyful bears.
The woman was upset, selling her apartment. In fact, she came to Alice to find out whether the court ruling would help her get a loan in the bank to repay the debts to the neighbor? So all the banks refuse: no husband, the salary is small, two minor dependents. Of course, it is cheaper to negotiate without a court. But how? The neighbor does not agree to interest-free payment.
Alic thought and thought, asked the client a couple of suggestive questions, then put her in the car and went to talk to the neighbor.
And an hour later, an unhappy neighbor, unwillingly grabbed the happy woman's hand and made a pre-trial agreement that he no longer has any financial claims and even commits himself to rebuild the demolished wall.
I think the university teacher Alika, too, would say, “Yes, colleague, it wasn’t bad at all.”
And the secret of the miracle is here - it turned out that many years ago, there was no wall and the neighboring balconies were only divided by a cottage crimpy barrier. And here, when the late father of the bodybuilders made repairs, he just erected the unfortunate brick wall (and it was completely on his territory).
Much later, a new neighbor entered, unnecessarily he crushed and threw out the barbed partition and completely overcame someone else’s wall, including his expensive televisions.
So, in essence, the fun bears have crushed their own, personal wall, and what the neighbor’s television did on it should absolutely not interest them.
During the next two days, the neighbor brilliantly rebuilt the broken wall, rushed, so that the neighbor did not revise the demarcation line and did not force to build on its blood square centimeters.
And it is not bad at all...

Now everyone is discussing photos of Pluto, and then I thought - the connection is so many millions of kilometers away, and the country still does not catch...

I will explain:

I can convince the evening at dinner to 0.7 vodka (this is 300 grams of alcohol) and calmly get up in the morning and go to work. Yesterday I drank 2 bottles of port wine of Crimea (11 degrees, i.e. 200 grams of alcohol) - I barely woke up. What is the power of Portway?
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The power is in the tanins, brother. Just from them and fucking.

Yesterday I went to the bank, my wife with me on the way - for a manicure. We went to the bank together. I stand in a line at the box office, the beloved speaks on the phone, then puts the phone and says:
No, it is too expensive. of 800 hryvnia. I have to look for another place.
I am such:
Well look for. And in general... God, buy you already normal scissors, I will do everything that is difficult for you.
I see that my wife looks at me somewhat crisp and surprised. Well, who knew that she did not go to the manicure salon, but to the veterinarian called, learned about castration for Shorti.

In general, in the evening it is quite easy to hang the system in the parent’s brain.
Thessalonian (9)
Dad, I know how to make a smurf!
How is?
Turn the fan and fan into each other.
– to?? to
Well Dad! The same thing happens when hot and cold air meet!

My boyfriend likes to watch porn.
After reading female novels.
I have never seen such a degree of corruption.

here here :
This is the same thing....
Wouldn’t you give up? Federal Law No. 259-FZ “Statute of road transport and urban terrestrial electric transport”
This is the same thing....
It is not a question. It is very possible that this is not in the federal law. I live in St. Petersburg, accordingly, I collect in Google "RULES of use of land passenger transport (bus, tram, trolleybus) in St. Petersburg" and read paragraph 10:
* by 10. The front 12 seats in the cabin of the tram, 8 seats in the cabin of the trolleybus, 6 seats in the cabin of the bus on the left side along the course of the bus is intended for disabled persons, passengers with children, pregnant women and the elderly.
Other passengers occupying these seats shall release them for those persons.* is
Pay attention to the word "MUST" and look for the rules for your city yourself. For Moscow GUP "Mosgortrans" "Rules of use of the NPP" in paragraph 6.2.7 uses the word "Obligated".
I very much hope that "Prufet" has satisfied you, you are like a part of me too...
Always is yours. The Society.

The Suffering:
"S. Dovlatov, “The Compromise”
Women only love shit, we all know that. However, being a shit is not for everyone. I had a familiar shark currency. He beat his wife with a scarf. She gave her shampoo to her lover. Killed a cat. Once in his life he made her a sandwich with cheese. My wife cried all night out of affection and tenderness. Conserves were sent to Mordovia for nine years. I waited...
And a good man who needs it, asks?"
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There is such a thing as Stockholm syndrome. This is when a person is in constant fear because of bullying, and in order not to begin the disintegration of the personality, the psyche offers such hypercompensation. At the physiological level, giant doses of oxytocin are released in order to survive here and now, there is an identification with the aggressor, which feels like self-forgotten love. Just to return the psyche to a healthy state then almost unrealistic.
So, if this passage from Dovlatov for somebody is an example of ideal love - when one is complete shit, and the other suffers all its shots - then the personal life of such a "good" person, I think, does not stick quite fairly.

>>>How did I get his socks washed like mushrooms all over the bedroom, with a basket for dirty clothes? Girls, do not let your husbands break up from the first minute of marriage. One day, he sits on his neck and descends from her only after the divorce, no matter what kindred he was before the wedding.

I am 39, I live alone, I cook, I wash, I wash, my own, but when I come to visit my mother, she is 65 and seem to want to help, but why did you take this footstep take another not here I put myself wash now I will give a clean half of the house not looking for another mother not to wear this other don't wear this shoe you in them to go back go down to the store of the Lord as you go out to the street such unhealthy I will give you money to buy this, this and this is not on my ears there is money
And on the third day of the guesthood, I want to hide in the closet by the old child’s habit.

Previously, they turned on the TV and waited for the cinema to warm up. Now turn on and wait until the firmware loads.

He will become smarter when he learns to say through his mouth, “Please help me.” And as long as he waits and expects that all his ass will be dotted, he will not be wise.
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Your words would be in everyone’s ears. They borrowed with their "you why stood and didn't help" - no strength.

A cute girl (special signs: red/red hair, a black bag with a tailored gray cat, a red jacket, gray worn jeans, a beautiful smile), who on Friday (17 July) drove from Yegorievsk to Moscow on the last bus (which was late for half an hour), call back, you liked me, but the damn shyness did not allow me to get to know.
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Are you the wicked man who looked at me, chewed my lips, scratched my mouth and scratched my mouth? pfff is.

Apparently, after hearing about the tradition of Christmas socks with gifts, he placed food exclusively in home boots. First, it is clear to whom it is presented. Secondly, the joy of a man who in the early morning entered a dead and often slightly broken mouse is indescribable. (H, I knew a cat who laid the prey on the pillow of the masters.)
This is the same thing....
We regularly receive such gifts. We praised him for the prey, then gave him it back — he was probably surprised, but I hope he was not offended.
We also brought a dog. The cat brings her mice, puts them out, and sits moaning as she eats them.
In general, value not a gift, but an attitude.

You could ever imagine the driver of a sandboxer (a large car that carries tons of sand) in stretching jeans, in a female cushion, with a lip mask and a manicure named Vyacheslav! have presented? Don’t let God see you like that.

In the dining room. IT specialist chooses soup (2 options):
Don’t give me a slice.

by Diana Udovichenko:
I came back from the beach and suddenly saw that Behemot’s dog had a very bad wound on his lap. I went to the clinic, they said there was a scratch, but it became inflamed. We injected our legs with injections. I came back – and the Dog Nashorog, who perceives every time I leave the house as a betrayal, made a lounge under the door. As a sign of protest, obviously, and from jealousy: Begemot took the dog with him, but he is not. She began to mock the Dog of the Rhino, but the Dog of Behemoth was afraid for some reason. He got underneath Max’s couch and stuck there. While I pulled out the dog Begemot, the dog Nosorog was scared, for the comrades - carried around the apartment, proclaiming the surroundings with wild cries. I pulled out the dog Begemot, and there was a whirlwind: the dog Nashorog in panic took off a thick body of the smoothboard with the oatmeal. Fortunately, not on a bad bulldog head.
Now weakened after all the stress, lying on the floor in the posture of frogs. In the previous post, I wondered if I was bored. No not boring. and fun. and :)