On the news portal:
Police are looking for the robbers who cleaned 4 cars in different areas of the city in one night.
The maximum damage was caused to the owner of the car VAZ 2107, parked on street. Sogrinska – 70 000 tenge.

The stone:
Judging by the amount of damage, it appears that the VAZ 2107 was stolen!

The new year is near,
Mandarines and trees.
Letters of Santa
All children write.
The worse I am,
I also believe in tales.
I write to my grandfather.
To do a miracle,
Santa is the best.
I know you will help.
$30 to $30
The Euro is 40.

In the evening there was no time to cook, decided with my wife to do simply: cook pasta with sausages. Work Dialogue for the Next Day

Saintdebosh: I sit down, the sausages are over, but the pasta is not over!
Amnesia: You love the pasta! Eat them here.
Saintdebosh: I love pasta mixed with anything!
Amnesia in the air. I think they mixed well with the air.

to this:
The auto-informator, as far as I remember, says: "Injury cases on the escalators were involved". Everything is taught and taught. Soon there will be no escalators, but a bloody meat bowl.

The same shit, I ride, indeed, on electric bikes... so I imagine, years after five, like electric bikes melt people in crowds, even those who just go by...

TheLastSpirit:...understood that the sport is not mine when I used it on the turnik and broke it to the harams (

This story happened to me yesterday:
In general, for a long time I have known one hook, we play online periodically and re-writing in the UK.
Well, yesterday I left the onion to be roasted on the plate, and I went to play and p@detail on Skype. That I cooked onion he didn’t know.
Well, in short, I have successfully forgotten about the bulb... In general, we play quietly peacefully, and here the hollow of no such thing as a spark: "Seeing, hot smells of epta!"
Fuck, at this moment I think of the onion, I am carrying to the plate - I barely had time. He asked Hohla if he was not from this or that pizz@nul. He said it just broke out. Stop the BL!
He didn’t really know about my onion on the plate.
Now I believe in the hoodies.

Kaa to:
ahaha, made students as a gift of ginger spices

He said, whoever writes and gives the job, in exchange receives a scam.

Two of them were hungry.

Dialogues take different forms, and this dialogue occurs:

Do you have which? The snowman?

Yippidy yi yi yippity yay yippity yay.

People listen with their mouths open while they have something to eat.

The New Year Accident.

Recently, we discussed who was in which accidents. The most remembered. The people with their frighteners reminded me of my PDD instructor in the auto school. It was an emergency epoch. Homer’s car accident His words began in different ways, but were reduced to one sentence:
And here because of the turn of Kamaz, loaded with bricks!
This sacred avenger was worn by him from one story to another with an unforgiving punitive object. Azrail, Erini and Malakh ha-Mavet worked there as three-shift conductors.
Further followed the apocalyptic pictures of the results of the encounter of another offender with this hammer of the Torah on the wheels. "There was a sea of corpses and the living envy the dead" Usually described the distance from the reproductive organs to other parts of the stupid body.

My story was not so bloody. In the 90s, I was invited to make a New Year in the garbage village. Kaban, General Pasha (http://vinauto777.livejournal.com/1509.html) and other right and left guards bought a village in the Kaluga region. The only local resident-grandfather was hired as a guard and arranged a living there under the motto of Jean-Jacques Rousseau - "Come forward to the monkeys!"
Stoves, wood, stoves, baths, diesel generators (a village without light) - the word "Idiotism of rural life" in its pure form. Usually they went there to rest from their wives, to flatter, "to hunt" (that is, to flatter-but with weapons) -or for the New Year (that is, to flatter-but with a tree and Snowmen on the Sabbath).

This time we drove 20 cars. Of the dumb people in the crowd were only I, the grandmother, and the director of the VJ Blues restaurant Kostya Solovyik. When turning on the Color Boulevard, Kostia, in order not to lag behind the column, broke into the yellow light and barely stumbled into the impatient BMW.
The column went to the side. Five daugs came out of BMW and immediately arranged a hippie.
They spoke as if Kosta had raped their native donkey without a row, no less.
The people came to the place of the slope and tried to agree.
Well guys, why are you nervous? Cars are whole, all alive, New Year on the nose - let's go out in peace!
“Eye, fuck me, I’m your mother fucking Russian!” Who are you cutting down, Pidaras? E to? I'm now calling - Cherez half an hour here 40 gigit budet, mom kyanus! They will tear your ass, Pedrosa! I understand, eh?
- Dear man, you would be more cautiously jongling with the words, whether or not the earth is round, cold in addition, an unequal hour - get cold...
What did you say?!Everything down to you, fuck, fuck! I will give you a half-hour kilianus and 40 gigits from the pizzas of the pizzas!

The people looked. Given that among the present five had the right to call the group "I'm afraid" around the clock, the threats of the day were impressive.
Well? Who will the Goblins be called?
General Pasha responded. I will check the combat readiness. Or they have already relaxed the brides there without supervision.
To his trouble, Daech turned out to be a man of words. Forty, not forty, but in half an hour the black and black of his fellow tribes roared around us. The situation warmed. Dagy had already mastery inspected our cars, some tried to enter the salon to the grandmothers, in a word, behaved outright.

As a result, the cavalry stuck somewhere in the hills. It smells fried. Pasha was deaf, promising subordinates anal punishments of a planetary scale.
Dagi, finally gathered and went to bring justice. I breathingly pulled the sapphire scarf from underneath the seat. "Eternally with these garbage seats-turned in the head-as needed, so damn you wait, and as they don't really need-as here as here. "
Most importantly, it is unclear what to do. With this arrangement, it is necessary to kill the animals seriously and the garbage will appear from minute to minute. How not to fall under the distribution of "allies"
So I know them. The duty of service will awaken from no such thing nor from this-and-sidi, born.
We all understand, but...
And to me, their short word "but" of 5 years in length did not hold up. With my brother to quench, of course, not sugar, but there at least everything is clear and no one's legal consciousness will play anywhere. We will see there. As long as I sit in the car, in the collective fighting need to get involved with a little weather. The practice is rich, chees.

...Dag just began to move from the descriptive part of the association of his tribe with ours to the preliminary lusts, as a result of a twist, crumbling and scratching, Ikarus, who was tired of life, fell with the tablet "Tambov" on the front glass.
Rust was scratched and ninja turtles were squeezed on the ground because of the ticks. at last.

Three minutes later, the picture delighted the eyes. Recently, the road was cleaned and the tractor left a meter of snow on the side. In this snowfall cooled 40 hot Dagestan heads. The fighters very slowly and not without artistic taste disassembled this ikebana from the fools. In the posture of a frightened stroke: a tower in the snow, a jacket out, wings blocked with wristbands fold over the figure. Anywhere to look.
The Soldier!
– and?
Get out of that between your legs.
How?
Let it run from the ass in the front.
And why?
The dick will be more beautiful.
You ask... Will it happen?
No, not so though. Both of them have the back to the front under the ass.
and so?
It is athletic! And another one?
Then came Pasha. I admired. He tightened the composition with a pinch in the last ass.
I was delighted to listen to the snowy sound. and repeated. Then we photographed in the background. Those who played the "slonika" as a child can imagine these images.

The group was built. The elder, sealed step, came to Pasha, gave honor and reported, prayed my son, arrived on your order, very pleased and await further instructions.
Pasha silently knocked his nail on the clock.
Dick Pazyk broke down, thief Major! The bus had to be stopped.
and he. Where are the passengers divided?
They were raised in the quilt. He hurried very much.
I declare gratitude!
I serve Russia.
Please return the bus.
It is! What to do with these? The drugs?Does the hand take a bag out of the pocket? The other pocket.
Do not need. Take them to the office, get them to the monkey. (In the RUBOP on the Shabolovka cages stood by the fence. In the fresh air, let the numbers cool down to the third. The heat hurts.
Eeee...
What is?
- So on the New Year "Chechens" are guarding - you have put them for the flight...
After Chechnya on the animals can not look quietly.
Well here. They will have fun. On whom to relieve the stress of traveling.
...
I think the support group said on January 3 that the day called them.

With New Year! Probably though.

The bulterier who fled to the territory of the hospital healed three people suffering from paralysis of the legs and relieved two more from constipation.

Continued by:
Not in Hungary, but in the modern world.
Not Finland but Soomi.
Not Albania but Schipperia.
Not India, but Bhutan.

Zimbabwe has recognized Crimea as part of Russia. Cheers to the Russians!

Official correspondence :
XXX applies the scan of the official paper, where in the best traditions of Chinese elegant writing are presented the results of the evaluation of LLC "ZZZ"
WOW: No, this scan is like the ass of the door. I’m here, here’s your "there are indirect signs" and bla bla bla I don’t understand. You can tell me in a human way: OOO "ZZZ" goats?
XX: I translate: LLC "ZZZ" is not just goats. OOO "ZZZ" non-existent goats, invented for a profitable purpose by other goats.

I read the quote:

A teenage psychologist’s friend told her that she was brought to a 15-year-old girl who is suspected by her parents that the lesbian, whispering a boy who is gay!
Does anyone have a brain glue?

I know such a man! O_O

Well, let’s sit and wait until Irka draws us the growth of the ruble, good roads, cultural and educated people? It is time to do something with your own hands.

They called my country a country. We are something else.

Oh people! We, all together, collectively unconscious, dropped the backs for 14 rubles.
This somehow is little.
Let us once again strain the collective unconscious and all together wish:
The dollar falls!
The ruble grows.

Demon is you?

An 8-year-old boy was caught for theft.
XXX: The main thing is to be aware. If she is really worried about this, then do not remind her very often of the wrongdoing. Everyone happens in life.
YYY: I told her that from her deed, Santa Claus Achuel and the deer
XXX: are the deer wife and grandmother? and ;-)
XXX is ?
XXX: I didn't think about it, but you subtly noticed it

Well, what difference, how your country is called by the inhabitants of another country!Not insulting names,so?You understand what they are saying?Here and calm down.My name and surname are sometimes written and said wrong,but I do not insist on this.I only correct in the documents.Friends were married,the surnames changed,but in conversations with common acquaintances I will still call Machu Ivanova, and not Petrova by husband.Because it is so I understand better.Of the shops from the Soviet times are called by numbers.Nobody is interested,"Mercury"he or "Parus".Everybody knows that he is thirty-seventh.

It was in the home electronics supermarket.
At the check table of the goods crawls a grandmother of the 70s. For not a consultant pulls, a box some money. They come, the consultant unpacked all this good, scratched on the table papers, poppy polyethylene and other heresy. Here is the dialogue between them:
- Son, tell me, is this a juicer or a kitchen cube?
The consultant does this "O_o" <-face, hangs for a second and issues:
Grandma, this is a dust...