to this:
Non-existent birds are not glutes!
These sprites are designed to save the resources of the server on which the simulator of the universe we are inhabitants is launched.
A variety of sounds is an embient that has gone into synchronicity with the actions of the characters.
We live in the MMO.
_____ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Sadly, my player has completely abandoned me, and I sleep and get fat without him.

A friend told him that the faithful woman told him that men can’t do everything that women can do, but they can give birth, for example, breastfeeding, and so on, but women can do everything that men can. He thought, he thought, he said, but you can’t scratch the eggs. In response, she quietly scratched his eggs. This dispute ended.

Found in the Arms Forum:

"The best safety technique is to get older, as far as possible without turning off..."

I agree with all 100.

I am a student. I had to make a youth card in the bank. In honor of the 21st century, you can write a statement via the Internet. I wrote and left contacts. All the works. Technical issues: "We will contact you. We will do it in a month". A month has passed. I call on the mountain line, say, you is a daz (What is das)? There was nothing, we know nothing, create a new one. Oh, and I’m writing for the second time. Again a month of waiting, the call did not pass. I come to the bank with a passport, in 10 minutes my aunt hangs the system in the window, I go to another, in 5 minutes and she hangs the system. I go. At home, I apply for the third time, at the end I attribute (and you’ll understand, I’m a very polite person...I’ve always been...until that moment) "Fuck it already! Please answer me at last!" in the trail. One day a girl from the bank calls and reports that my card request has passed, and in 2 weeks I can pick it up (!After 5 minutes again calls and reports that I already ordered the card 2 months back and she has been waiting for me since September (!). There is no scene.

XXX, I have a story for the movie. Working title "The Matrix: Recursion" There is a large corporation dealing with virtual reality. And here is the corporate office - there are administrators sitting and administering this virtual. And then one of them discovers that they are themselves in a whirlwind and administer themselves.
Yyy There must be a condition for leaving the recursion.
You can just drop the net.
Yyy and all will die.
XXX is gone.
And if you film in Hollywood, they are sitting and admin, and here one of the young admin is robbing a piece of the system. A part of the city disappears from the window.
Xxx A

And we have the phrase "inette fell"; means that the luster again fell half a bucket of the wire pair, which we have not laid since moving on the plinth.

"we realized that we don’t even know roughly how the object is called"

Very healthy students =)

I remember we had:
The teacher forced him to fill in a checklist - checked whether the students knew the name of the subject.
- the teacher sent to the dean to find out the name of the subject, after the collective mind nobody, including the teaching, could remember the correct name (every year the subject was renamed)
- the teacher wrote the wrong name of the subject - the one that was in the previous semester
When filled in the check-in managed to put the check-in or exam in front of another subject (neither the other name of the subject, nor the other name of the teacher was embarrassed).
No one knew the correct name of the subject—neither the students (which is surprising here), nor the teacher, nor the dean. I decided to use what is more usual.

And this is all with different lectures and not once.

nnn: Daughter (2nd grade) writes composition from the painting "Again a couple":
The painting depicts a wealthy Soviet family".
Why did you decide that your family was rich?! to
- Mom, they have a carpet on the floor, and in a poor family would hang on the wall!
O_O

Many people drink as if they are afraid that they will be taken to the organs.

There is justice.
The Sunday. Beginning of the eleventh evening. I stand in a row to the box office, at the Green Cross, because this is the only decent store that operates 24 hours a day in Schmitovsk. The place is muddy, in the house above the store elite housing. Four people again. The first is a grandmother, pulling out of her wallet the last little bit for 2 oranges on a stock for 29 rubles. The next pair is a sports shit from Armani, a man with a silicone girl, followed by a young man very modestly dressed. And accordingly, I. Grandma is chewing, hands shake, anxious, delaying the honorable audience with her excavations. The couple begins to cheer, demonstratively shutting their eyes. Cassircha, a young Asian woman, also demonstrates disregard in all her appearances... Finally, the grandmother scratched her 17 rubles. There are free bags on the box, the packery immediately switched to the basket of Armani pairs, and the grandmother’s oranges kicked. The grandmother is trying to open the bag and put 2 oranges there. I ask the packer to help the man, it’s exactly 2 seconds. The girl’s patience is broken. She begins to whisper that it is only necessary to let the store through the fake control, and below a certain social level not to let it! The treasurer begins to say that after the store joined the veterans support program by May 9 and lowered the prices for some goods, they were "tortured with these disabled people, they are not right"! I say that you will go to your republic and there you will talk like this about your old ones. And then discussing customers is mildly speaking not ethical, about professionalism will be silenced. And then there is justice, and you will not be forever young. I am answered that they have small salaries, and in general... there is no justice. There is an exchange of kindness. All this time the modestly dressed guy stood and listened attentively. His turn is right. The couple packed their bags, the grandmother tries to remove the social card from the wallet and leave, the guy asks her to stay. Calls the security guard, calls the administrator. Everyone stands and looks. The guy appears. He was the general manager of the entire network of crossroads. The taxpayer was fined 5 trillion. The manager and the packager at 3.5. I asked my grandmother to go with the guard, take a cart and buy everything she needed. At the expense of the punished.) Then I asked the employee to bring my grandmother home with the shopping. While he will be in the neighboring cafe to drink coffee, the administrator will come to him with the FIO number and the contacts of his grandmother, who will bring food for 2000 p. every week for a month. I ask for what? He said for indifference and active civic stance. ))) All three rounds in the box office just slid through... and justice is there!

Winter has arrived. Women are hiding in nurses.

As an example girl, I helped my mother in the household from 10 years, and not only dust once a week from the family crystal to wash. And when I was 12, my mom was operated and her cats were forbidden to lift anything, no loads, etc. So and carpets, and drawers, and curtains, and clothes to wash, paint and smooth all I. And the garden under my mother's guidance, carrots, onions, potatoes planted and crushed, I want to live. In the forest, she collected apples, pears, cleaned the vineyards, cooked the strawberries.
And it was in the famine of the 90s, and my dad was earning half a year for a thousand and a half worths.
So boy, girls, when prepared, can do anything.

XXX is Blythe! Where is my pizza?It is :((
I have your pizza. I want a million dollars and a helicopter. If I don’t get the ransom in an hour, I’ll start sending it to you in pieces!

My mother worked on three jobs, two of which were cleaning in private houses and apartments. The father reproached her that she “served” someone, that such a work was humiliating. He was sitting at home. To what my mother replied, "If I need to feed my children, I am ready to go to the panel, but I will not let them starve. andquot;
What do you say?
— — — —
Can I say it with respect to your mother?
In those years it was very difficult for everyone. It was not only necessary to extract coins for the maintenance of children, but it was also impossible to buy something. And the re-evaluation of values occurred most powerful. A father who was accustomed to some status was also difficult to break himself and go to a less prestigious job. Men break difficulties more often than women. But the most important thing I want to say is that your mother did not go into prostitutes!

I drink a poison.
Suddenly you want to die.
The Last Strength
Honey prolongs life
© yv@n.©ff

Have you ever seen a gaishnik pointing his thumb up to the driver? And I saw...

He showed it to me personally. My own story:
Sergey Posad of the Moscow region.
I leave the supermarket. 21241 hunting and fishing machine. Other active rest. I just came out of the forest, not even having time to wash. Dive into the stream is not possible. I see a small gap between a certain jigoloon and the following geylenvagen (in general, a certain mrs off-road). I dive into this interval and don’t have time to press the emergency button to thank / apologize, as Merin sharply rebuilds to the left, ahead of me and sharply drive to the right... brutally cuts, in general.
I fly to the square. This place is in front of the OVD. There is always a haiku. But the man from Merina apparently did not know.
He falls out of his "jeep" and comes to me. in the hand. The collective farmer apparently wanted to learn how to do so that such important Moscow guests would always be missed and respected!
The colloquial (in my face) got a tail-column from the rear seat and came out to meet Moskal. For the first time in my life, I saw a pedestrian making a police raid!
The man snapped into the merine and fell down. I also got into my box and started to keep my way home.
The haishnogo who watched this picture cramped crushingly in his voice and pulled his thumb up.

Pavly

"How does the internet work at all?"
said Sisadmin and continued to look with a smart look into the monitor

From the letter to Yandex email support:

I found that as a check question I had written "What color is my pussy?". I would like to change this question to something more relevant to today’s agenda, but the system requires the previous answer, and I don’t know it. "white" is not the case. "Huy knows" too. Maybe you have ideas?

XXX and XXX;
Saturday with friends.
I call a taxi.
Do you have a car of increased comfort?
clear pen, grey, we don’t go on the shit
Kia Rio is coming to you.
In a minute, it turns into a 2110
We go out, we sit down - we don't start, we started pushing, we started - we went

I’m not going to take the car anymore. :)

Venna in childhood put in a deadlock "how did you manage to fall again?! I looked at my broken knees and thought about how gravity for girls is different from gravity for boys.