I am reading a book from 1952. They write, say, to save time, use semi-fabricates. See also NAF. I read what this means. And there: fresh fish, only cleaned, washed, cut and parched on the weigh, current on the bowl; meat cottlets from two types of meat; compotes from fruits and berries, and so on. In the past there were semi-fabricates.

I was sitting in the kitchen, eating a sausage with bread while the tea cooker is boiling, decided to go to the computer, and next to the cat waiting for a sausage, and if I leave he will eat it anyway. What to do to remove the chair? To remove the sausage? To cover the sausage? I decided to take a cat with me.

Tracker of the Unknown:
Siddhars, don’t be those who don’t have a sexual orientation, but a life position.
Return to Distribution!

You don’t understand anything in life!
WOW: Well...
Also in the pellets.
This is an insult!!! to

An urgent call from the youth. Looking for me all over the enterprise with dogs, mints and screams "fire!".in the eyes of panic in the ass of the torch I flew into the office with screams "stand! Hands up! Comps do not touch!", and they me " You, we are not going to have a puzzle", fuck me

Of course, like every modern man who hates his work and life so much that he has to suck out of his finger an occupation that he would like less, I have a hobby. Just like in my third-class English writing.
I love to sleep and fall in bed. I devote myself to my hobby entirely and fully, almost all my free time is devoted to it. When I first started rolling in bed, which was a very long time ago, I realized that this process would never leave me indifferent. Here I can develop unlimitedly, try new ways. For example, I recently learned to roll in the gap between two mattresses. This requires a certain amount of knowledge and, of course, knowledge of your business.
My passion stimulates my financial well-being, like any worthwhile occupation. For example, I can try different types and colors of the fabric of my laundry which significantly expands the range of perception.
Overall, I value my hobby as a very productive time-spending and hope that someday it will gradually become my job.

I want to be a programmer in the circus.
A clown in the department.

Sick

Sociologists have established that the giant, longest in the world, Moscow traffic jams are nothing more than a massive nostalgia of citizens.
Many days of the USSR.

I lie on a beach in Sochi, a conversation of a family couple:
She: if we paid for the bed, why should we pull it ourselves!!! Remember the Seychelles!! to
He: Dear, it’s not Seychelles, it’s the Seychelles.

I found a medicine without the instructions "Analgos" called...You know what it is?
Woo: Do not think about smashing with analgesia, this is an irritant remedy for myalgia and neuralgia.
Neuralgia: What is Neuralgia?
Depression of the peripheral nerve, why?
xxx: Well interesting simply) Just me the word anal in the title is tense)))
Did you ever get stressed by Anastasia? :)
Ohhhhhhhhhh...
HH: Why did you say this?:s

My friend lives on the seventh floor. At the same time, it is high enough to bend through the window to look at the neighbors from below. Above there is an underground grandmother. Grandma often makes the TV loud so that all the neighbors could hear it. They don’t always look at the clock. My friend once put the child to sleep for a long time and only he fell asleep, it was about midnight, the grandmother woke up and turned on the telephone louder. The companion tried to call her in the door, but the bell apparently does not hear the grandmother either. He slowly knocked on her window. For a long time, my grandmother was still hysterical, but the television was quieter.
He now appeals to me, asking the police to help resolve the problem. She said she just knocked on the window. I did not look. And she wrote that I went to her on a meth.
Then we also drank beer with the menta.
They have not laughed so long ago.

Don’t be born beautiful, but work as the only girl on a big IT project

of Ukraine. Pre-election slogan of Natalya Królewska - "Ukraine forward!"
Dear mother Natalia. I bring to your attention that our country has long been in the ass, further advancement will only aggravate the situation. Change the slogan.
by TOLIK.

by Alexander:
by 21:47:45

I don’t like girls with kids.

and Husbands

XX: I am surprised by modern cats. Bottle protein cocktails from questionable powders, eat amino acids in tablets with a handful, bottle hormones and other strange substances - this is, like, normal, but milk from the pipet store is harmful, chemistry is one.

Ankarakuolema: I’m sitting in a chair, in front of a compot, I don’t touch anyone. Murziak, my cat, sits on the window, looks out the window, looks at the birds. And here, therefore, some wretch is flying too close to my cat’s mouth. He naturally can’t stand it, and flies behind this spider out of the window. I immediately run to look, hoping that the cat will survive and get away with a slight scare (fourth floor as no other).

Ankarakuolema: So this mocked creature, flying through the 2nd floor, falls on the shale roof, located at the bottom of the summer cafe, in flight dissolving it almost entirely.

Ankarakuolema: The shell flies on the umbrella (there are those from the tables, near the cafés, where people drink beer and snack in the summer).

Ankarakuolema: He himself also collapses and finds himself exactly in the center of this umbrella, freezes for a moment, and with a stunning thunderstorm along with this same umbrella falls on visitors, simultaneously ruining tables with snacks and beer and a couple of chairs.
Ankarakuolema: In addition to all this, a heavy umbrella hits one man right in the forehead, and the cat itself, jumping in flight, tires the passing girl into the stomach, dropping her off her legs, then disappears with wild warfare in the hills.

Ankarakuolema: I don’t know now whether my cat will come back to me and wait for police clothes. and (

xxx: solve the mystery)
Tagged with: fire
I get up to work, the cat sleeps, I come from work, the cat sleeps. I go for a walk, the cat is sleeping. I go home and the cat is sleeping. The cat is sleeping...
Are you sure he is alive?? to
XX: Logical question, I also thought about it. And now the essence of the mystery - if this fall is dead, then who goes into his pot!!?? to

Slava: people, tell me, is it true that hot water is turned off in the summer? Or is it just such a joke? I don’t know, I’ve had a water heater all my life.
Demon: A happy man.

This feeling, the granite of science in educational institutions, is introduced to us anal. This, in principle, explains why the process is accompanied by unpleasant sensations and why so little of the injected reaches the brain.

XHH: We are sitting at a lecture on system programming. Prepod (this still a fan of all Microsoft) tells us about the delights of the new 64-bit core. How safe it is, how difficult it is to implement your code there. That the blue screen will only appear if you intentionally call it. That in all his time using the seven he never fell out.
He connects his computer to the projector. And here under these words, the offended car crashes into the dirt and illuminates the audience with a blue light. I haven't heard of his excuses :)