From the correspondence about the label:
Scherbachoff: And what can be thought of with the writing of something interesting?
Serginio: Strictly Arial The rest is heresy.
Shcherbachoff: Ahahah, that you’re traditionally painful
Serginio: Everyone loves to play the fonts and leave Arial.

Yesterday c friends went to swim on Voložka in the evening after work, resulting in 37 bites on the left leg, on the right - 21! Yes, just so much! But when I guessed for the new year that someone would suck me out, I didn’t mean that:'(

Linux is like wigwam: no Gates, no Windows and Apache inside.
Without windows, without doors full of cucumbers!!!! to

And my cat’s name is, imagine, Cat-Motya. He knows his name very well, and lightning appears in front of me, murmuring, it is worth calling him several times with a quick speaking: "Cot-Mot, Cot-Mot!" - at least on the roof, at least in the basement, at least in the courtyard. In the office, the same idea begins: I register him in honor as Kotya Motya, a smiling American doctor appears, looks long, and eventually issues: Who is Motya? Cotta Mouta?" The mouth and the ear do not lead, espresso. He’s generally worried about one thought of hiding from my uncle a little bit, for example, my forearm. In this place, the doctor usually politely asks if the cat is exactly called as I wrote, or if I have just communicated it somewhere, a treasure...

XXX: And also "Rabobank Bank" in Lubyanka... I already want to take a loan there. and more!

YYY: Bank of Labour! It sounds! From the series "Work-Fuck" and "Work-Fuck" and "Work-Fuck"

XX: I already present the slogan: "Robobobank - mortgage for all life"

Is anyone going to lunch?
YYY: I go to Sber to eat anger and rows...
XXX: Go back to the post office. In the sweet.
YYY : :D

At work, we discuss the situation in which the son of a colleague came:
A guy in 2 courses at the institute can not pay for physical education. At the same time, he has played football since the age of 7, is in the amateur football league of the region, 3 times a week goes to training. And it doesn’t matter at all, you have to write a test!!!! to
Q1: How the norms of the GTO changed...
Q2: Just not all ministers of Shoigu, there is a muddle.

You know, I’m already beginning to miss those times when I missed you"- it was fucking subtle and brilliant!

was born? In the year? At three? At the five? How to determine when the child is already aware of this information? Most importantly, he is interested in it. And it's not about religion, it's just early to talk about it, and then somehow it didn't have to talk about it.

It is surprising, but how many people hold their children for idiots. Oh, tell the child in the year that the grandmother is my mom’s mom, the gygigans, you’re cha, he’s nigat to that! It is funny.
I always respond to the children as detailed and honestly, clearly, in the language as simple as possible. As a result, by their 4 years, they sometimes have to go into the encyclopedia, because the complexity of requests increases. Well, by 10 they are already smarter than most of the commenters here :)

XXX is yes! If we go to the country, remember that we eat only fruits and vegetables there!! to
No bread at all!
If you just lay under the chicken...

You have been borrowed by constant mentioning your EIM HOME.
This shit has not opened yet, I will not go there, and you will not go, but you are not pirating it?
Have you been paid?

A man who goes to the bathroom with another man is no longer a heterosexual.
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Oh how. That is, when I come to my brother and we go to the bath and then take a beer, are we not heterosexual? The guy. Will you be nominated for Nobel?
How many idiots the planet has produced... a shit.

Friends of the fisherman do not believe when he says he slept with such a girl.

The lady from the screen looks sad, and says that her child has constant allergies, it is completely unclear what. After all, she feeds him only with exclusively natural products, even instead of sweets and cakes only useful dried fruits.
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People rarely have a short memory. And what were allergies when "chemistry was not"? The hint is Quincke's swelling on strawberries; allergy to bee pollen and honey; seed fever, allergy to berry pollen, cat wool. All that is natural, no chemistry, one consistent physics. Allergy is here.

Among all these calculations of the cost of a prostitute vs. a wife, the tips for the most efficient use of time and the wallet of loved ones, I all remember the old quote of a guy who admired a sleeping girl who reminded him of a fairy with its fragility. And he was in her before that shit.

I hope that love, cohabitation and marriage are all about spiritual merger, not complementarity. Because when there is the first, the second everyone tries to provide. For the other and for the common.

I grew up in the village too, my garden, the local market, all the homework, all the business. No one was sick. I moved to a big city and could not eat a tasteless shop food. And then I learned to be a veterinarian and I can’t buy anything from private people. Knowledge is hindering. Even if you eat nothing at all.

to this:
Just think about how different fools and hams are. Come with a guy on a home challenge! And to point the owners to the mess! Simplicity is worse than theft.

No, I still hope that the mess she points only to her friends and acquaintances, not those to whom she goes for challenges. People cannot be so stupid and uneducated.
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Imagine how she behaves at home with her boyfriend.

X is:
Marriage comes from family sausages.
The case was so
Someone bought a sausage.
But the label on his sausage was not beautiful.
He took her back to the store.
This was what? Who needs this label?? to
and :
It’s not good for my throat 😉
X is
Now we have a check.
Mole
I didn't look good on the label 3 months ago
Just think, even model this situation.
You bought yourself a sausage, and the label on it is shit, and the fact that the sausage from paper is normal, but the label is okay.

Commentary on the article about Tom Hardy in Siberia, in the photo article, where he squeezes a dog and own-handedly feeds a cow:

I am jealous of this black dog.
And the cow? and ;)
I hate the cow at all!

Night, combined with its slaughterhouse, wild screams of wardalacs and monsters that are in movies. Horrible who hasn’t heard. This is from the bases where the hours are waiting for "X" pigs. I’m passing by, and here’s the picture: a pig sitting on his ass like a dog, and with his cunning little bites of eyes, he guides me by looking: say, you’re the next one. Now I understand why the guards want two at night.