The English finally reappeared in September 1855. To explain that they carry the light of European culture and enlightenment, they robbed a church standing on a separate island - took out the icons and all the utensils, and even ripped a cup (!) The gifts of the believers. Very surprisingly, but the monks and after that did not permeate the love of Europe.

and accurate.

Parents for young children are needed.
And when the little ones grow up, let them give them freedom.

The parents?

Blindly

Lawyers, by the way, are not specialists, but just lovers of talking for money.
and diagnostics doctors. The teacher. The sports coaches. The dietologists.
And in general, any profession where the activity of a person is reduced to the issue of any information, not a product.

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Just yesterday, my wife and I were looking at the falling stars and asked if she had noticed that they had grown more recently. In short, I convinced her that in space fucking presses into tanks of 100kg, drops from mx / shuttles and burns in the atmosphere.

YYYY: And you, Msj, take care of the romance.

XXX: My parents have returned from Tuva. somehow. All roads are slow. One crossing could not overcome - we had to stay overnight and wait for the snow to clear up.

XXX: I told you in more detail. No one could move through the crossing, because the road was flanked by Kamaz, who could not climb the mountain (despite the chain on the wheels).

Desperate, they decided to go back. On the way back, the parents met a snow cleaner who did not even try to go to the mountain. Because on the order of the boss he has already had time to change to the summer tire.
Snow cleaner on summer tyres. Not to defeat us.

From the news: Stretch females pretend to be dead to avoid mating.



Is that just stress?

Martha’s story of political information reminded me. It was either in the late 1970s or early 1980s.

My mother worked as an English and French language teacher at the school for many years. Part of the work was to give open lessons during which came other teachers, Gorono, and all sorts of observers. Work and stress are many, and pleasure, especially for the teacher, is little. Naturally, for such lessons prepared a special program, all students trained what to say, how to respond, etc. They showed, of course, “but the party said it was necessary, the people answered eating.”

Part of this showcase was that all the students wiped out a few sentences from a text and announced their portion to the teacher, the class, and the observers. Everything would be fine, but only the students in the class were different, somebody's foreign language is easier, somebody's harder, and somebody's not at all. There was one student in her class, Vasya. This was Vasya, so to say, difficult educated. No, he wasn’t a young man, he and Russian were hard-to-do, and here in English you need to say something. His mother trained him, rehearsed with him, as if even achieved some success. At least after considerable effort, he put out a few sentences, and no more was required from him for an open lesson.

Lessons are coming, everything is clear. Students chew their text from their teeth, the mother is happy, the students are on the rise, Gorono gently kicks, the director of the school is happy, everyone is well. And then comes the matter to Vas. He stands up, opens his mouth and silence... He completely forgets the text... And he just pulls out the paper and reads his part of the text in front of everyone. It does not seem, of course, very much, because it is clear that one student, so to speak, is not at the level.

And here comes one of the inspectors from the top. The opposite aunt is like that, all the teachers and directors from her examinations stood out. Of course, she did not miss that moment. He stands up and says a stunningly edgy tone "And what is it you have here all in English the text is announced, and he (on yours shows) on paper. Is he behind you? The disorder.”

It was an unpleasant pause, but my mother didn’t even have time to answer. Vasya jumps up and answers loudly, "And I saw that Leonid Ilyich himself reads the texts from the paper. And I can’t do anything?”

GORONO had no more questions and the lesson passed on “oura.”

The Russian depth. The rural shop.
Good day. Can I pay with Samsung Pay?
Of course, without any problem. I would give him no more than 10 bottles of vodka. Boo anyway.

X: Building a fleet? This is probably something fucking dangerous.
Yyy: This is when they are forced to dig not land, but water.

Come here :
>> In Peter there is one fun shop with jeans for a hundred rubles.

>A address or a hint to the name can be? I haven’t seen such prices in Kyrgyzstan. Exaggeration is out.

and record:
Mr Leningrad...

All right

People, where do you get so many complexes about children’s photos? What to chase on parents, go to the psychologist already: "to accept yourself fully" and all that. My husband and I love to review each other's old albums and share childhood memories - it's light and fun. Not to mention the fact that it was the childhood photo of my husband that convinced me to accept his offer once: I decided that it was these kinds of children I wanted for myself, and I did not miss it.

There is one but. Unpleasant are not the pictures themselves, but the fact that you show them is not yourself by your own will, but another person. No matter how close people were parents, however, to what extent to open their lives to a girl / guy to decide not them, but you.
As for the complexes. You probably have them too. And surely you don’t want to be sent to a psychologist because of them? From the fact that you are not spared old photos does not follow that others do not have the right to spared because of them. You take too much on yourself.

XXX: The signs affect the fate.
The X-Men believe that.

Do we not hold on the heels? We wear comfortable stable shoes in the subway, and we put our heels off in case we go in the limousine. I still understand the old ladies, they can be physically ill, only because of the likelihood of the old people or pulling something very large I still look around for the case (although no grandmother in my memory forgot that there are no eyes on the back of the head in front of the walking), but the Unces-on-Bobes have finally opened up. The door is held for a couple of seconds in the expectation that it will be intercepted by the next passing, and if you stupidly imagined that your personal Swissman was in the subway, then the door was deserved. I would rather be a feminist to hold the door to a man who is dragging a big, uncomfortable box. Or a fat aunt who wears five bags and three children, so her hands are not free at all. And the Prunces may either take their knights with them, or leave the Pruncesity at home.

xxx: In the ninth grade she passed physics, the day of the exam - Friday 13, in the lists was thirteenth, got a ticket under number 13. And by a lucky coincidence, it was this ticket that I knew by the mouth - in the method, he was on the turn of the scraps!

Yyy: I also always get the 13 numbers: starting with tickets and ending with the room from where I am currently writing.

zzz: and my husband will have 13 centimeters, you will get 13 thousand)

XXX: We have a tractor in the smoking machine. It points straight
XHH: Stop me and run away from here.
The tractor? In the smoke?! to
This is Russia, baby. We are a respected IT company.

I recently put my wife’s phone for sale.

A simple Chinese, the price maker put the average.

The first week was silent. Then a couple of calls and also by.

Here is he. The call. Not a local number.



The man quickly asked what and how with the phone, I in turn, remembering that I could not find his native headphones and charging, told this to a potential buyer.

To what I got the answer, he said a poof. I have exactly the same phone and wild I like it, I can't directly. But he broke down and didn’t want to change it for anything. I want to buy yours.



Strange, the phone is like that. Analogue of sea. He doesn’t even think about trading.

So, he says, I live in Moscow and need to send the phone by mail.

I know 100% where it is going :)

But because I’m interested in this kind of fraudulent schemes (just curiosity), I didn’t hang the telephone, but continued the conversation, agreeing to send the phone, after a 100% prepayment on the card.

- Of course, I'll send you now (here I'm ready), give us the card number.

Just a number?

Yes of course.

I send the card number. I look forward to the start of the "Bank refused to transfer" "Send a confirmation code" and bla bla bla.

Not just the card number.



The money comes in two days. I sit in the car, go to the post office and send a phone to someone.

How proud were our friends when they brought Newfoundland! Growing up huge, frightening sizes of dogs. We went to the field, worked with him, all the teams knew the dogs. Once, while the owners were at work, the apartment was besieged. Wash everything, even your shoes. With such a guard. By miracle, the police found the thieves. For the sake of interest, they asked, why did the tattoos curl the masters? The thieves said, “He got it with his clothes, he wears it in his teeth, he ticks his nose until he was dressed, he is not behind.” As I dressed, I went to sleep right away.

Who inspired you that $2,000 for a thing per season is a lot?

the salary. The average salary, the fucking, inspired the country.

The shoes are divided into those who wear and those who walk.

When it’s not a teenage hormonal uprising, and the crumbs have actually grown up, then they’re needed by their old parents. Debts must be paid.

It was already agreed, and again at the end of something that fucking about debt. What kind of child should he raise? Born - educate, even our unfortunate constitution tells you. Remember, lovers claim debts: only love and sincere gratitude work here, and it is not so difficult to earn them from your child, yet parents we have loved since childhood.