Beauty_in_position_"sitting": - and my acquaintance of these small dogs "feed" calls. Similar to the pineapples.

Another feeling similar to orgasm: Turn off the constantly-set alarm on the first day of vacation.

Sliva_rzn: I propose to open a store of big women's clothes and name it "Full ass"

We discuss at work the best time for coding:
1st employee: best after 22:00 - quiet, no one interferes, nothing distracts
2nd employee: ah, only the keyboard on the face is pressed

to this

The game is "What? Where is? When is" The Leader:
- The question of our TV viewer from Uhryupinsk. Dear experts, do you remember the cartoon "Vacancies in Prostokvashino"? As the Cat Matroskin rented a cow Murka, who gave birth to a calf Havryush... Havryush turned out to be a bull. And now attention! Question: "How does Matroskin get twice as much milk?".

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Matroskin, when Gavryush was born, said that he would now be twice as happy because he had two cows.

Where are the elevated heights?

A dialogue about jealousy:

I was jealous at first...and then stopped...for a very sad reason. I realized he didn’t need anyone.

Two days practically out of the way played in "Starcraft: Heart of the Roy". I went out to feed the homeless cats. They, seeing me from a distance, transmit information on a chain, raise their tails with vivid tubes and meet. From all the bushes and cracks a crowded public flows to me. And I rise above them, and I want to stretch my hands aside, to wander evilly into the sky, and to pronounce this. by Roy"

The Donation:
You just complained about allergies, you’ve been driving for a long time...
The Donation:
• injections
by mmx_166
smelled
The new word in medicine is COLL!
The M166:
Ivan the Terrible Medical Center offers services: coli from allergies. therapeutic cutting of the speech, therapeutic quartering, relaxing stitching. I have discounts.

In parks, you can often see benches with name plaques installed in memory of a deceased relative or friend. Sometimes the signatures are an example of purely English irony... "In memory of the husband of whom dreamed, thought, but he never found"
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It is a great tradition to have such a tradition in Russia.

XXX: Five seconds, I open the frame and breathe fresh air
I know one guy, Max. So he likes sometimes in clear weather in the summer to drop down on the garden (a kilometer from civilization) for a couple of days. And the time he spends there is very unusual - under the open sky he rolls a generator, connects a projector, computer and 5.1 acoustics to it, and at night cuts into some toys, kinky looks with a bowl right next to the mangal with pebbles. A couple of times visited him there - this is what I understand "Breathe fresh air", for a lifetime of impressions, especially from the horrors that you watch drunk in the middle of the forest with a tail in your hands)))

I woke up today and I felt something swirling. I raise the blanket, and there’s your opinion.

Comment to photo:

The slave of God Alexey and the fear of God Anastasia are married.

Men need years to improve to overcome a minute of weakness.

The Way of Bob

I recently filmed bobs. According to the plot, Bober had to run through the frame, take a book in his legs, start leaving and depicting reading. We immediately told the customer that we would try very hard to find readers, but most likely there were not so many. I love my job because you always find something new. You can’t say no to the customer, because we’re professionals. So we said that we must look for it and we started looking. Zoos, theatres of animals and trainers. And everyone said to us, “Are you in your mind? Bobs are not trained. And even if they give up, it takes months to get them to read.” We had a shot in a week, but we were still looking. And by the end of the third day, a solemn administrator appears at the door of the office, whispered by the wind and the bubbles, who says that there is one private barbecue in the Moscow suburbs, which he found, and even made a small video there. In this video, the bobber on the command "Started!" ran into the frame, took a book in his legs and began to list it. It turns out, in this barbecue sometimes small performances for children and there is just such a concert number. We were delighted and sent a video to the client. We were filled with joy, excitement and pride. The answer comes, “No. It is a dark bobber. He has a strange tail. You need to look for a lighter beaver and a larger. We remind you that the footage is soon and please hurry. In three days, only one buffer came from you, we counted on options.” As you know, they are not looking for Bob Bob. The producer sat down to write the answer, but always wiped out the first line, because every time he started with the question: “Are you about it?” So we said that we must look for it and we started looking. We call the barber and clarify the presence of lighter reading barbers with beautiful tails (preferably larger). We’re told, “You’re about it?” not because they’re unprofessional, but just normal people.
Sometimes, when there is a meeting with the customer, you want to turn on the video mode on the phone and say, "Don't contact, don't pay attention, please continue." Put it on YouTube and collect a hundred million views per minute.
When it became clear that in the whole world there is only one reading bobber (and that, unfortunately, dunkwatt, dunkwatt and tail is not that), then the next stage of contact schizophrenia began: "Let's paint the bobber!" The colors were named to attract the aunt: young Japanese cherry and juicy shaten. In my life, there was a time when the client did not like black spots on white dogs. Called the artist on makeup who painted the truffle (!!!) and, applied to the dog, applied spots of the desired shape (the shape of the spots was affirmed for a week). It is possible to make a juicy shade of beaver, of course. It is not difficult to imagine the bobra color of a young Japanese cherry. But it’s absolutely impossible to imagine #Uya.
Sometimes there is no strength for anything. And I want to say, "Sorry, you couldn't put your neck in my hand and start to swell it sharply excessively so that I could suffocate you, or there was absolutely no strength left to even kill you." After leaving the painting of the bobber, we argued a little more about attaching another tail to him. And they persuaded to feed the beaver until it becomes fatter and bigger, because there is still a day before the shootings, it will not have time to spread. After all, if there is nothing human left in you, you can fill the bobra with seam, but he will not then read and run. During the shooting, everyone was waiting for a commentary that Bobber should read out loud. Better with expression. And what does he have to read?

Why is the disc so noisy?
The disk reads.
Loudly what?! to

A familiar woman writes:
Something is not right in my life...
I am a physicist of education, I teach children to program and bond, I love Formula 1, I love to sit and live, I can lift more of my weight, I forget about the date of the wedding and all sorts of little things like the birthday of my mother-in-law. The last drop was yesterday: I didn’t notice that my husband had a haircut.
Question (sitting in shorts and scratching the moustache): Do you not think that with such "technical characteristics" should I have a WOMAN?"

Evgeny: I am a financial analyst and I have monthly... but I don’t want monthly, I’m a boy!and (

Quadra: I can hardly live and work at the same time
[14:56:16] Quadrant: thyfu
[14:56:19] Quadra: studying and working
[14:56:21] Quadra: I am at all
FallenPhantom: Living and Working
FallenPhantom: There are five

I sit with the boys at the bar. Behind the bar stands a guy sitting and tired of drinking a glass after a glass. Approximately forty minutes later, when he was mature, he went to meet the company of girls.With the girls he talked, but none of them could pull out the bar stand, said they had a company and all that. It is worth noting that the boy was gentle and very polite. And then to the company of the girls came guys, well, some of them, apparently, told about the "romeo" behind the stand. One of the guys stands up, goes to this "romeo" and you can see that he is starting to specifically attack. Well "Romeo" sits quietly, does not shake, does not even respond to that. At this time, half the bar is already looking at them. Sad whether indifferent, or that "Romeo" communicated with their girls, the boy just poured a glass on his head. The bar closes instantly. Here 'Romeo' has burned up what I am still in: just standing up and shouting 'Demasia!'!"He puts the boy in his cheek. He, of course, falls without feelings, and "Romeo" with a sad look pays off and leaves. The next weekend, in the same bar, I saw him with one of the girls he was talking to.

I am not touched by the dancers. Is it normal?
You have a living girl.