Neighbors probably think of us as strange. Two good guys for thirty. Then in badminton in the middle of the courtyard we play, then in frisbee, then in the "tubes". Yesterday someone took the ball - in practice they remembered the rules of the game in the "pearl" and "beaten". And fuck you remember who first said the phrase two weeks ago: "and you remember how we were in childhood..."!

Dreams are fulfilled!
In Doshirak started to put a bag of mayonnaise!!!!!!!! to

XXX: he's just strange - pipet! comes SMS: "Hello! How are you dealing? I missed it"
XXX: How did you miss it? You saw me once in the dark. So how??? to
YYY: So is it. Maybe you let him get closer than women normally let him get. Maybe in his unfortified consciousness of the 3rd grade welder you have been dating for 3 months and almost married.

My grandfather, as a child, gathered his grandchildren around under a chair and, dropping a drunken tear, said:
The kids! Don’t be upset, dad, if your dad gets upset, I’ll give you such stars, you’ll remember me for a century!
Now that I have my two, I have a low tribute to my deceased grandfather. Here, I think to go to my father for a weekend visit, let them also have a psychotherapy session after a drink. God has borrowed her.

Children, such children.I prepare my younger brother (five-year-old) for the exam in Belarusian language.I dictate:"Germans prasili падмацаванне(support)"I read the result:"Germans prasili падмыцца at the bath"

Lenka: Russia’s mail only in one case does its job well when delivering GIBDD fines. And they come quickly and notifications 5 times.

Did you have Stephen Seagal yesterday?
...??? to
Microwave is stopped for 1 second.

The motto of Russia in the 21st century
Why smell the oil on the bread if you can immediately on the floor. The result will be the same".

Condolences to the dead.
The condolences to the dead are no longer useful.
Condolences to those who remained alive
Why do they have condolences? They do not burn. They survived.
Who will have condolences if no one needs them?
2: the moderator, he has to read all this ahina.

Going to play badminton?
WOW : Go on! How we play? The first blood?

My mom trolled me yesterday.
Tomorrow we will ride with the girl and then go to her to play ixbox with a nightclub.
Andrei, can you remind you what to do with the girls when you go home to her?
There will be another girlfriend!
And then Andrew!! I understand everything, of course, but I can still remind you what girls need at all!! to

Take it and read :)
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Oh...
Motorcycle Ural "Yamal" - 399 000 rubles. The name "Yamal" the motorcycle received not only in honor of the peninsula, but also in honor of the atomic icebreaker of the same name.
And now attention!
The most remarkable thing is that it is the only motorcycle in the world equipped with a wheelchair!
People, there are options, Naha??? And how much of the total price does the veil cost? Why not two?
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there there. All of. Written by:
In case of an emergency: If you are reading this, you have gone too far and the ice did not stand – we are very sorry. In trying to get back alive, you can follow these survival tips: 1. Leave all hope – it will help you to concentrate. 2nd Disconnect the wheelchair, jump into it, and scratch like the devil. Three Save your dog – they do better to find their way home than you do. 4 is If you are going to drown, use the seat pillow as a float.

Meat in the head is a great product: what-no, but food for the mind

“The wrong road often passes by strange places.” (from the runners)

It is beautiful and vivid to say what is there.

I’ve had this with myself several times, especially after the cake.

Here I remembered one thing, quite unusual, fairy tale: I, an eighteen-year-old puppy, didn't get to the house at night, just nothing, and fell asleep on the bench near the entrance.
And I hear through the dream – my ear turns. Yes, it hurts so much, undoubtedly working and nodular fingers.
I'm loosing my zenks - it's early in the morning, and above me our neighbor, Uncle Cole, stands and asks me with a strict voice:

Where were you yesterday, shit? Answer it live.

Well, I’ve got a blame—not everything has gone out of the shell yet, and I burst out bitterly in response to something like, “What’s up to you?”
Uncle Cole gave me a light headscarf and repeated the question:

“Tell me this moment – where did you drink, bitch?

Here, in my head, I began to gradually clarify, and I honestly gathered my thoughts and answered the question posed by the senior and authoritative comrade:

In Tichonovka the birthday of one Kent was celebrated. Uncle Kohl, you just don’t tell my mom that I slept on the bench, right?

Uncle Cole thought for a moment:

In the silence, you say? What way did he go home, drunk?
“Well,” I say, “probably as they all walk: through the steppe, through the desert with the ‘tube’, past the third bath...Uncle Kohl, why did you go? Can I go home? I will not drink anymore. I want to sleep, really...why do you want me?! to

In general, the situation clarified only much later: it turns out, Uncle Cole, coming out of the entrance in the morning, found me sleeping peacefully in the places of grandmothers-neighbors. His gaze accidentally stuck to my dirty shoes "on the platform" and clothes-clothes, flattened almost to the knee with some rare clay in our steppes. Uncle Cole, being an amateur sculptor, has been looking for such clay all his conscious creative life, and here he is: lying to himself, and snooping his neighbor's buoy boy, scattered by the ankle with this craved clay...

In short: Uncle Kolya walked out all the way from us to Tychonovka along and meters and so for a hundred feet; struggled me with the disclosure of the mystery of sleeping in sitting seats; defeating the corporate parental spirit, riding to me with beer, trying to find out the route; twice we went with him to Tychonovka and back at night (both times I walked ahead, drunk, and he, not breathing, followed me in a couple of tens of meters...)
Nothing has helped: the gold clay has not been found.

Here is. They also talk about Columbus.
Columbus was just lucky: he had at least the Marsers were almost sober and were able to record Cuba.

The wife says to her husband:
I need so much money! For epilation, for manicure, for pedicure, for peeling, for cosmetics...
The husband:
I am lucky! I was born beautiful.

The glasses played a role in my life.
WOW –?? to
My eyesight is nowhere more than congenital astigmatism. At the age of 20, I gave up and went to the oculist. After purchasing the written glasses, I finally understood how heavily it was to see everything, but there was one minus in this good sight... Shortly with the guy had to break up(((

Q: Are you sleeping?
I have a comedy here.
Mom passed Raven's test on Aikyu
WOW: The result came out completely downright, 46 what, she is sitting crying, and she is not stupid at all.
yyy: Go to understand, we start again - the questions five norms made, and then the writer was, the next field with figures opens, and she with a joyful smile ticks into the completely wrong version of the answer and says - look how beautiful it turns out!
My mother is a designer. For all the other questions, she chose the most beautiful answer.
So how can you not love her?

My father is a driver at the hospital. But he is not driving an ambulance, but he drives on official orders. Sometimes he has to drive for donor blood, sometimes - to take mentally ill people to the regional clinic.
And now imagine the reaction of my acquaintances, when the question: "What are your parents doing?", I answer: "My mother is an economist, and my dad rides for blood and drives psychics."

The insult to the feelings of believers. I was told by one lady here that it was necessary to ban the film "D'Artagnan and the Three Musketeers." There Aramis sings, “Lord, do you see this body? She says it is blasphemy and there is nothing like that to show.

And if I leave a comment on the site of the first channel or on the Kremlin.ru, the site will also be closed?