xxx: "The Snake" is a visual guide to my life.
I want to eat and grow, but I either beat my head at the walls or bite my head >_<

XX: It turns out, in the United States you can order a room for a car to your taste for not very large babies - any combination of letters and numbers. The Russians do as they want. Yesterday, walking around Los Angeles, I saw a car with the BCE XEPOBO number.
I immediately remembered Stanislavsky, because this pessimistic number looked very unlikely on the luxurious black new Mazerati.

The case occurred at the end of March following the Crimean referendum.
I live in the Czech Republic, a Czech friend came to visit me. They call the home phone, and one of them in Russian says to me, “Hello, it’s us!” Going up to the apartment, she again me in Russian "Hi! How are you doing?" Here is just the husband from a trip on Skype calls, she calls him on Skype again in Russian: "Hello! Come here soon!" I am surprised:
Why did you start learning Russian?
She is:
- No, but given how fast Russia is expanding, it's time to start :D

Dance as if no one is seeing.
Sing as if no one is hearing.
Write as if there is no teaching in the audience.

Living in Vietnam, the locals themselves many do so not to burn about the tube of the bike.
And in general, in Vietnam and Japan, special socks for such shoes are sold separately!

xxx: I am a client, I don’t have to get stuck and adjust to the one I pay for.
XXX: Don’t say I’m not paying.

YYY: You are not paying.

What is Ukraine...
Here we are in Villabajo still my dishes.

The village was undergoing repairs, the swokers opened the basement and warned: be careful! The floor is open, don’t fall!
After two hours they went out, drank tea and again reminded: the basement is open, right behind the entrance door, be careful!
But what kind of caution can be in the ass if a child of one and a half years of age told mother A-A, and the pot on the street?
I opened the door and went down. Well, one leg only; the other hit; but the mother-in-law was standing below! Which frightened my leg and grabbed her down.
No, no one was upset. The child got a pot, the mother - a journey to the traumatologist, the husband - a reason to roast over me for another two years))))))) What I am still surprised - how I managed to fall, when I hit my leg on the gland, in horror of the fact that something caught me in the foot - not to say a single motherly word. The mother-in-law is a terrible force.

This is:

To all who answer the quotes: do not answer!
— — —
It is true, sir!

Discussion of dog mothers in families with children.

Malyuska: She was very bad because she was constantly running into the stream. I broke, pulled out, digged no hile and ran away anyway. Even from the locked house in the fortress :D then sneaked. Then we tortured the puppies to distribute (if we were able to leave). Sometimes my dad smelt :cry :cry :cry :cry :cry :cry :cry :cry :cry :cry :cry
and on drugs suppressing libido, she had a rush of forces: crazy: even worse.
One day, they were locked up in the house. She pulled out. Then in the winter, the fork scratched the drive, opened. She jumped out, ran into the course for the steam, and there the glass fell into the snow, broke. Cut his feet. It was all in blood. Everything is flowing blood. The evening. There was no paying service at the time. I thought in the morning. He barely knocked his tail. We went to the bathroom, wearing it for 10 days, wearing it for 10 days. Plastic was lying. But is bound.
I was given other medications so that there was no libido. 3 days after cleaning. He was carried to the toilet on his hands, supported, could not stand.
She grabbed the rope and stumbled. I’m back in the box again :facepalm:
pregnant anyway
FIGASSE: And who of you is willing to go out into the fortress to get pregnant? and ;-)

Comments from Joey:
A woman is like an unread book.
Yyy: Slying my finger and water.

Question: What is the feeling for a man?
In the last 1.5 years
More has been sent.
13 who is the neighbor? old man?
A friend? a friend? a friend?
Tag: victim of spamming

From Tabu
Aaa: And yes, I have not worked in Yandex for more than ten months. I left, I didn’t like it.
BBB: It’s hard to leave because of what I didn’t like. If I had entered any office with a name, I would not have been expelled.
ccc: If I were to go to any office, I’t have been thrown out.
DDD: I’t go into the office with the swabs.

My granddaughter, I took your massage, don’t you mind?
What type of massage?
Pink is like that.
– Grandma, it’s not a mass... E-ye... it doesn’t mind.

Today, I finally understood why Godzilla came to soak giant mosquitoes. He was asleep all that time, and these fucks began to itch over his ear. So I had to wake up, turn on the lights, and go home to catch them. I understand the guy ?

No woman looks at you as loyally as a cat not fed in the morning.

Different people! Different of. No one can cancel it. but.
They do not organize a single-eyed march or a parade on the rings.
The disabled in the Olympics win, in business make successes.
Gay, who doesn't let you on ski to run, the stang to drag, which
Fuck the fools in front of people. The Jews have won and rejoice.
Do you have parades?

to this:
Next to the passport table, on Victory, in the courtyards, every morning a woman walks out a rockfeller. Without a dirt and a lead.Have made a comment,and in response so much dirt and dirt. How to communicate with such?

Rockefeller died in the year 37.

It depends on which Rockefeller.
Currently alive:
Winthrop Rockefeller
David Rockefeller the Elder
David Rockefeller Jr.
by Mark Rockefeller.
This is the number of the same Rockefeller family, and how many more!! to

The irreplaceable ones are usually invisible.

Whoever did not keep the car in a garage cooperative - think, not a man. Garages, especially during the Soviet era, were a mysterious and captivating territory, where all imaginable male entertainment was naturally intertwined. You could spend all the weekends there, enjoying conversations about politics, hunting, work, gardens and gardens, treatment of diseases... that is, all that the internet has taken now.
Now it is hard to imagine, but then you could repair the car yourself. Any disruption. any node. There were garages. There were neighbors.
My neighbor on the right, Uncle Leha, spent the whole evening in the garages. He knew everyone and walked into any open door. For a glass (and even for a good conversation) he gladly helped to overtake the suspension, to boil a jelly, or to overboard the wheels.
That time he fell to me when I was sitting in front of four boxes of greenhouse glasses, thinking how to shorten each one by two centimeters. I bought a expensive glass cutter, read the instructions, but nothing worked. The glass was broken on the curve, and not there.
Uncle Lecha assessed the situation immediately. He took a diamond from me, asked for the size, and, somehow playing, broke the glass into the pieces I needed and perfectly smooth incisions.
Uncle Lecha, and cut them all! I have begged.
What about Hera? I will teach you better! Go for the bottle! The Aboriginal Garage.
Having brought the desired from the basement, I was very surprised when he did not hide the bottle, but asked for cups and poured it out on two. Following was the dialogue from the "Pepper":
Well, dear cruciferous, can we start cutting now?
“No, dear Cinderella, let’s put it on and put it on again.
In the basement everyone kept potatoes and salmon, so there was something to eat.
The bottle was empty and we had fun. And the greenhouse and the glass went somewhere very far. And then Leha asked:
Well, you don’t have a fuck, will you cut the glass, or not?
I’ll fuck you, I honestly answered.
Okay, then get rid of it! Get rid of that damn ambulance! Reduce in the eye! Break the box right away!

After a moment, I looked at the result. Everything was within permission. I thought, and likewise cut off three more pieces. Uncle Leha drove the last crushed "prima" into his smiling mouth and left.
A few years later I told this story to a familiar psychiatrist, and he explained that that neighbor from the garages just masterfully healed me from the typical self-sustaining phobia, when the fear of mistake begins to destroy kinetics.
Actually, why did I remember that? The neighbor (programmer) yesterday came in, the glass wanted to cut off... Well, they pulled. Now it cuts itself.