But it doesn’t stop my man from breaking the door periodically when I sit down, knocking, screaming, roaring, and screaming something like – AGAAAAA, OZONE layer PORTICH, I FEEL ALL! :)), shut off the light and whisper to me - THAT'S YOUR EYES WAS STOPPED! and when I go out - to rush to the window, to cough hard, to wrap the window half there and there, to suck and whisper - lords, why is this for me, why, but the princesses don't worry! :)))))) at such moments I’m ready to kill him :))))))

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He would make a good couple with the one who loves to chew his husband under the ribs.

I'll go and calm down and read something from King.

This is:

XXX: Looking back to the future. Well, I don't know, in George's place, if my girlfriend had a child so similar to the guy who once walked to her, I would think she was walking to the left.

Marty was the youngest (third) child in the family, and disappeared from their sight before their marriage in the past. So Lorraine is not a walker :)

I explain:
This is:

and also here philosophers without insults reflect the emphasis in the mirror.

The fucking!! At night in the courtyard, during the day I read the quote and still can’t understand what is encrypted in this phrase. I have already tried the visitor, but nothing. Educate the idiot!

Coatminshredder

The author simply gathered in one phrase all the quotes from the last few days.
Here, one lady in the quotation was a philosopher's husband, another said something to someone without hurt (it would be right without hurt, I don't seem to be sure, but googling lazy). Well, to a bunch of here also pushed the literature with the daughter and a lot of everyone brought a joke about the vampire and the mirror. The entire website in a brief statement)

XXX: On the weekend I went to my grandmother to dig potatoes, there was a solemn presentation). He tried, smelled the whole day like a bull, good, in one word.

YYY: ))) to dig potatoes - yes, this is such a Soviet tradition of testing the juniches)))

XXX: I told him so " I wanted to get acquainted - please, but don’t get rid of potatoes"))
In our family, if you have not passed the test with potatoes - do not consider a man.

YYY: )))))) Yes it’s a lot of people like that)))
My then-not-husband of my mother removed the kitchen and hanged a new, the balconies of the house of my parents were washed)))

XXX: Knight tournaments somewhat transformed into socially beneficial labor

YYY: this bag of potatoes I dedicate to my beautiful lady)))))))

In my opinion, it’s a brilliant phrase: “I don’t promise to help you, but I can offer my brain as food for reflection.”

Toilet visits when living together:

xxxh: in the current relationship we live in a huge apartment with two bathrooms, and there are no problems of employment, confusion or smell, everyone goes to a free toilet.but this does not prevent my man from periodically breaking the door when I sit down, knocking, screaming, roaring, and screaming something like - AGAAAAA, AGAIN OZONE layer PORTICH, I ALL FEEL! :)), shut off the light and whisper to me - THAT'S YOUR EYES WAS STOPPED! and when I go out - to rush to the window, to cough hard, to wrap the window half there and there, to suck and whisper - lords, why is this for me, why, but the princesses don't worry! :)))))) at such moments I’m ready to kill him :))))))

One widely known in narrow circles:
What do you dislike in the company you work for?
- Pay too much money, give little work, want to introduce a siesta, three weekdays, as well as a quarterly paid leave mandatory
The ugly dictators

XXX: What are you doing?
I look at the matrix.
Are you looking for the beat pixels?

of the burn.
Teacher of Mathematics at Parental Meeting:
- Did all parents see the homework in the textbook on page 34, which I asked home today?
Yes yes yes! The parents stumbled.
I almost died of shame.

And so the mayor wasted a couple of millions and from all,
Whoever voted for him would hold five or ten thousand.

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It is oh!You’re drinking the budget and you’re being restored endlessly, that’s what I understand, caterpillar!and :)

I understand why everyone thinks programmers are wizards. These are all series. Just watched a series of "Sled", in which a guy wrote a program to search for a person by photo (!) Shit in 10 minutes! He probably has a development environment that has a built-in feature FindDudeByPhotoFuckinEverywhere..

Mother 40 years old, prosecutor, serious to unbelief, with her father in divorce. I recently fell in love.
I come from work, I read the note: "Soup in the pot, cocktails in the refrigerator. Where is the cake? My mom made the cake!"

comment on the 4g modem "This thing taught me to shake, this even dialap was not possible, but I was younger"

I told an employee at the sberbank a joke about how an employee of the sberbank comes to the mail. He was upset first, then offended. The pipet.

Here is this extreme:

I love ticking my husband in the rib area. He’s terribly angry, it’s shaking all, but it’s shaking me.

The last girl, who decided to stick to me, reflected her elbow into her chest so that she went away for a week. This is not funny and terribly angry.

Yes is. and Zanu. the wicked. No matter.

Excerpt from the 1C textbook:
"What am I doing? This question periodically arises in all who have encountered or simply interested in developments on "1C: Enterprise". andquot;

The alarm clock. I go into the room. I turn on the light. On the couch I see a sleeping husband (by the idea I had to work all night until the point, then come to me to sleep). I insulted me:
Why not in bed?? to
(Why not with me)
I am not less offended:
Because the color is not that.
I squeezed a little.
Me or the bed?
and beds.( by
Which is needed?
The Blue, the Third

After that I could not stand and woke up.
I explain: my husband is a php programmer, has been working on a large project for almost a month, and the customer has repeatedly changed the layouts and color schemes of the pages of the site.

I like fake websites.
I would like to download the book "ajax. The Bible of the programmer". I go to the link, and there I are offered to download not just a book, but an audiobook! and O_O
So I imagine how the reader, with expression and dramatic intonations, tells about the protocols of data exchange, how intrigued by the death of the variables that have been put into operation, and how masterfully wraps the script codes into incredible figures of speech, from which the tears turn to the eyes.

1 p.s. Vanguay mass upload of personal photos, etc. Somewhere on board.
2: Glucose, Anna Semenovich and Maxim Galkin?
1: Can you imagine what will be on the personal photo of Maxim Galkin?
Where to pay so that you don’t pay?
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