A colleague at work sits with a thoughtful look: I want some ugliness... Eat, or do...

In the Moscow Zoo live bobry linuxoids. During the day they sleep, and at night they reassemble houses.

A friend told a story that happened to one of his acquaintances:
One man had a breasted child, who could not fall asleep from behind the very noisy road near the house, he visited his acquaintance about this, which he replied that he supposedly for the bubble he would all work out, this and came together.
So this man put up the repair fence at night, on a tractor crossed the road and left. No one touched the road for two years, but then they changed their minds and did it =)

I am sitting in McDake today, watching the picture. A five-year-old girl with her mom ticks her finger in all directions and cries:
“Mom, look what I got in the heap mile.
“Mom, look how the potato is funny curved.
Look at the chairs turning.
At this point, the cleaner approaches and begins to collect rubbish from the floor.
Look at Aunt Harvester.
O_O

I live in France. Yesterday I watched a telecast, a report of the type of NTV, about San Tropez, the type of the beginning of the high season, all the celebrities there, and Tom Cruise with his wife, and Lenny Kravitz and somebody else... Here’s what San Tropez is glamorous, rich, mega expensive, electricity for the best. And the type of phrase: of course, this place attracts not only French and Italians, but the type and oligarchs of all countries. Here are the Arabs, here are the Americans, but here is the Russian billionaire Abramovich alone walking, and this is also, the famous Russian rapper, a frequent guest of this club... Fuck, I first didn’t know... A chubby roasted, in huge glasses without glasses in a thick plastic red fence, with some blades and medallions, a hat side by side with a cloth tied... chubby, shorter... TIMATI, fucking in my mouth... I opened my mouth... Standing, fucking, squeezing into the camera with his crisp jeans and starting type you, timdi, black old, golden boy, you, rush, gris, grit, forevas, trope... My chubby (francouz) kept silent, browned, and showed

Water has four aggregate states: solid, liquid, gas and watermelon.

In the topic "I will give" one of the proposals in the category "I will give":

incomprehensible items of clothing. To look, to feel, to feel, to feel, to feel. If shaken together with the hangover, it makes frightening sounds. It seems female.

Damn, I really got scared, not even shaking the hangover)))

and 11:
Are you playing with boots?
by 222:
And this is what the man who is listening to is saying to me?

aaa: we sent a box to the development department (BOX!!!) See also VISTY!!!

bbb: p%%%c%c

People are in shock. They don’t even crack.

Sadness is not the encounter with death, but the separation from life.

Multi-vector life policy

Now I live in Minsk – I take the final exams, which will decide my fate for the next 5 years.

So here’s the situation: today, two blondes are driving in absolutely the same jeeps near the subway. One speaks on the phone and cuts the other lightheaded person. They were not able to slow down. Unfortunately, an accident happened to them.

They both come out of the car and are beautiful. The one who spoke on the phone, and was actually the culprit of the accident, says to the telephone:

I kissed a blonde here!
–...
So they kissed. The Machines. She has the same as me.
–...
“Don’t scream at me, Rabbit, come here to Frunzenskaya, all by yourself.
You will see...
–...
Is the battery sitting? Come here, I am waiting.

At this time, another girl, not especially loaded with intelligence, approaches the speaker and says:

Don’t scare me with your boyfriend. I have no faults either. Now and mine.
will come!

With these words, she demonstrately gets the exact same phone out of her pocket and in vain tries to call her faithful. Apparently he doesn’t take the phone. The two women begin to talk to each other:

My one is coming, we’ll figure it out.
I'll call my own and we'll deal with it!

In this spirit, five minutes.

A huge jeep is coming in, a macho is not a macho, but what is so certain. In envy of him, the two blondes start flattering at the same time:

and Nicholas! Look at her, this censored.
and Cole! How are you here? I’ve been calling you for 5 minutes, you don’t take the phone.

Then they look at each other, the Col, the cars, the mobile phones they hold in their hands.
In general, Cole led a multi-vector life policy. Well, the fate has failed.

It was a pity that I had the battery on my phone. very sorry.
And since he went one, there was no chance to capture this picture. Please forgive me, readers.

Two friends are talking.
Do you know, Vasa, what kind of shit happened? from the hotel yesterday.
I wrote an e-mail to my friend, like I'm flying tomorrow, missed, very
I want to fuck you.
Only here, drunk in the receiver list instead of one of this friend I
Everyone who was in the address book. I also have school friends there.
and business partners, all my bosses and even familiar menta.
Can you imagine what the answers were?! to
It is scary to imagine.
This is exactly! Most people said, “I’m not against it. I wait.”

My mother and I went on electric. We are waiting for a train on the platform, standing next to it, holding onto a pillar, a greatly drunk grandfather. In general, some worker put him next to us on a bench and called a police officer at the station. He approached, asked for documents and asked:
What happened to you?
– Nothing
Why are you such?
Which one?
and drunk!
I am not drunk, I am rested.

We managed to contain the laughter, but ment even slid.

One employee married her daughter on the weekend. The first wedding night. The bride calls her mother. The daughter asks to drop the keys, the entrance is closed. Mom looks out the window. A girl in a wedding dress stands next to a taxi.
Mother: Did you argue?
This idiot can’t shake the dress, help me!

Do you know how to cook?
Are you cooking cats?
Or at least salad?
She: Why did you stick to me? I put the tea well.

Gosya (23:59:09 16/08/2009)
I have a minute to congratulate you on your birthday.
Gosya (23:59:15 16/08/2009)
I think I’ll go fucking...

Indeed, comrades Aitishniks, you sometimes think of us philologists... Do you think that the buffs are fools? We have almost the whole world.

BEMBINI ‎(13:08):
The child is growing. has written. Wash it off with your clean shirt.

It’s very fun to watch people who despise fiction listen enthusiastically to meteorologists and economists.

Yesterday I went to the toilet, sorry for the delay, for the little need...
xxx: and the toilet crashed in the spot of strike :)
and Chelyabinsk?
XXX: How did you guess? and :(