I went with a friend from Peter to Moscow by car, I was driving a long time. I fell asleep. I woke up from an unstable tick in the rib. We are in a clean field. Not the forest. Not the villages. Without a pillar. The field. The navigator joyfully said: Congratulations! You have reached the Red Square!
And women’s orientation in space is complaining.

Are you fucking fucking? If a girl sleeps with you, she is a dish and a prostitute. If he does not sleep, he is a prostitute and a fool. Before you, the girl should be a virgin, and with you not a barrel and immediately sleep. You do not owe her anything (even orgasm, let’s be honest). Fuck and fuck each other. And leave women with suitable men, who do not run with questions about how much you have had and with the outcry I would put in you.

From YouTube about the levitation meltdown. Inside the spiral levitates a piece of metal, then melts into a drop, the magnetic field turns off and the drop falls, forming a patch, and immediately freezes.
Denis Denis: device for mass production of aluminum glue =) 

In the toilet lie: two tomics of Brabdery, the book of Conan Doyle, "Popular Mechanics" and "The Art of the 20th Century in Names", and the husband still reads brochures from "Magnet".

I read about hungry students.
In the university, I studied in the morning and in the afternoon, and worked in the evenings and weekends. If I had to do home tasks or prepare for the exam - I cut off from sleep. I slept for 4 hours a day, learned to sleep standing in the subway, of course, no parties, walks or alcohol. But I didn’t allow myself to take a penny from potential sponsors because, shit, I’m proud. Nothing, learned 10 years ago as, the real personal life began after school. I don’t need any medal, but if you’re willing to prostitute for food or money, it’s just your personal choice, and you don’t have to be offended by the truth.
Professional prostitutes, you know, don’t work out of a good life on the track either, but that doesn’t make them someone else.

The roof of our admin has gone. Since Monday he has been walking and constantly pronouncing with different intonations a mysterious phrase:
I am a root!

What kind of money to help a decent woman?"There were lovers who quietly spent on a cognac of 2,500, the heart was shedding blood, the student was, could eat for such money for a month...Once one boasted that he got stuck at the base, bought several boxes of Bush's scissors and legs.
Why didn’t you bring me at least one bottle?
I looked so strangely. Donated only unnecessary flowers, statuettes and vases. That’s fucking romantic! You sit hungry, look at this bouquet and get angry!
For some reason, men do not think that a girl needs to eat. to dress. Giving money – never!

I’m not fat, I just have big internal organs.

Comments on respiratory gymnastics.

M: Excess oxygen does not burn fat, this is a myth.
J: And if it was a placebo, what do we all do now, you’re such a fool?!! to

These noble nature defenders are seriously proposing to translate our younger brothers to the grass! They don’t bother us with the cat now, hell tolerance >_<
by admin. and cat. and Schröder.

*** by
It is not trouble. They are fucking.
Personally, I miraculously only once struck the face of an idiot who sat his dog on a soya.
I am a vegetarian. My dog eats as nature has provided for him, a predator. And yes, I’m not fainting when I see meat intended for my beloved dog’s food.

Most urban residents buy meat in the form of farce.
Can you distinguish beef from pork? Or in the pellets?
_____ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I quietly distinguish between beef, pork and chicken. You would go shopping more often and cooking - then you would also learn to differentiate.

5 cups to eat.
The film was such an Agly, "waterloo bridge" was called, with Vivien Lee.
There was also a rich caretaker sending flowers when she was dying of hunger (((

Estarez: adoptive Santa Claus will be located in the village of Red Polana
Luchia: And who will stay in the Ustyuga? There are already crowds of children and parents :) Santa Claus will teleport?
Do you believe in Santa Claus?
Do you believe in teleportation?

The weekends are not a disease: they pass quickly and unnoticed.

Desperate to find English speakers in Naples, they decided to learn Italian at an accelerated pace.
Not because of Ponto, but I really wanted to get to the number.
As a victim selected an elderly gentle aunt, apparently from the local.
- Scusa, come arrivare a Via Orazio trentasei (Sorry, how to get to Orazio 36?)
God, what are you suffering? Speak Russian and don’t shake people’s head.
Do you speak Russian?
Everyone speaks Russian here, except for tourists who try to splash in Italian. I’ll show you your bus.
Where to get tickets?
No one checks at night. Come in and sit quietly.
If I get my tickets, where?
How are you so honest?
From Israel.
You are bringing me into depression. So get on the bus and sit quietly, don’t shame the nation!

Roman Rosengurt

National characteristics of trade.
Only in Russia, to sell out excess goods, they do not reduce it, but raise prices! Buyers are afraid that they will grow even more, and shed the goods from the shelves!

I continue :
Imagine what it feels like when you wash alone in your bathroom, and suddenly someone sneezes behind your back. I thought I would drown the cat right there!

I am surprised by such owners. As a hostess of tails with extensive experience, I can say: any sudden choking, sneezing, coughing, choking, a mysterious whisper, a whisper of half, a laughing soul and so on. In an empty house, they are typically attributed to cats. Cats seem to think of their owners.
Everyone is calm. A disappointed and embarrassed ghost is removed into the fog.

The biggest crash in my life. I go into the bathroom and I hear someone whispering in the kitchen. I say loudly, "Murzen, pleasant appetite" - I know there is no one in the house except me and the cat. Looking out at the door - a sleeping beast, hearing his name, wanders from the opposite side of the apartment. She was never afraid of anything in her house, but after this incident, she struggled with herself for a long time so as not to stumble her feet on the threshold before entering a dark room.

And tell me, please, why when writing a response or comment, you must humiliate the opponent? At the same time, referring to his supposed soc. status, income level, intellectual development, age, gender or any other pattern to remember. Well, if there is nothing to say, then dig up to the obvious signs. I know, it’s not funny, but joking here hasn’t been fashionable.

I liked it. I watched the series with great pleasure. The heroes of the late 1940s. They are constantly drinking vodka from modern bottles (with a "show" on the top and bottom of the bottle), and the script of the magazine "Novosti Cinema", which Petrov studies at the cinema studio, is printed on the computer: especially the title "Thank you Comrade Stalin for our happy childhood" is thrown, drawn in approximately the 36th size of the font.

My mother sometimes worked in the certification commission as a psychiatrist, telling me:

- Tell me who ran under the train in the story"mu"? (They are trolling them)
The cow has left. – gornyy