[22:01:44] yyy: I now look at photos of all yours, and noticed that you spit your right eye)) Why?)
[22:02:49] xxx: I always cover it
[22:02:53] xxx: a little bit)
[22:03:04] xxx: automated
xxx: because I always suspect everyone in everything
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY Maybe you’re just cutting?
[22:04:08] xxx: No, I suspect you’re writing ;)

W4D: And yet, I’m a child of a time when encyclopedias were thick, paper-based and didn’t even learn how to protest.

From a psychiatrist’s book:
There was a case when the patient claimed that she had been raped (doctors and women’s dreams; I would like to see that macho with a complete absence of vision and beginnings of intelligence, as well as the instinct of self-preservation), let the police and deny this bloody action. At the same time, during the second act of the Marleson Ballet, she was allegedly placed in the vagina with a pack of sewing needles (the rapist, apparently, was an enthusiast, approached the case inventively, with an aversion). The needles are scattered throughout the body, and the patient feels their movement and thinning. With the approval of the chief, we took the matter. The patient found out how many needles were approximately, what size, and then bought and rusted the required amount. On the appointed day, the lady was put on the table of the procedure cabinet, the apparatus for electro-shock therapy (he was baptized a medical pulse magnet) and began to act. Periodically there was a needle (“here she is, here she is, the tip has already appeared, don’t miss!”), the bell fell into the bowl, the nurse monitored the pulse and pressure, the assistant wiped out the clown’s forehead – the “operating doctor” – labor sweat... The search for all the needles took an hour. The patient was congratulated with the successful operation, and the next day during the circumference she remembered that "even in the rectum, the needles then pushed me," and now they are so shaking, just guarding. The curtain.

I really, very much want to dress like got and makeup to do in this style!
What kind of goat? Pastel, desrocker, aristocrat, cybergot? And they are there.
ZZZ: as old as old. They fought with Rome.

1st Deputies decided to introduce the possibility of restricting access to any sites under the pretext of the distribution of child pornography, methods of drug production or call to suicide.
2nd The Wikipedia community opposed it.
Three The Duma called the Wikipedia community “the pedophile lobby.”

Immediately see how they will be restricted access and for what reasons.
Type of :
We are against!
You are no longer.

XXX: Mishanya once rumored that he had a six-symbol password for the mail. For a week, a 30-year-old man broke his mail.
YYY : and?
XXX: As later turned out, a six-character password to a secret, separate mailbox that receives and sends mail from ALL its mailboxes. All known accounts have 20 symbols. And you say "Six symbols are not secure"

> [EffGeN4eg 20:16:31]
What’s the point of crying in someone’s jacket?
> [EffGeN4eg 20:16:41]
> no pleasure at all
> [EffGeN4eg 20:17:00]
> this is crying for someone in the decoult - this is a cowboy

When we all go to jail for downloading music, I hope we’ll be sentenced by genre.

Spiders are very similar to gays. In principle, I’m not afraid of them, but it would be scary to find one in my bed.

My friend has a dog, Chihuahua. From time to time I have to walk with her. The dog, I will say, is wicked and loves to pull on all kinds of wolves and other healthy dogs, with all its strength stretching the thread and sprinkling with saliva in all directions.

I wonder what she will do if I let go?

The class, from the Ministry of Health sent a link to YouTube. but the main other - sent it by ordinary mail, in a envelope. Three kinds of shit. I checked everything, checked everything. Not to pass. Information has been lost somewhere, the protocol is not reliable

News tape: "In St. Petersburg did not allow a batch of pigs"

There is no point in multi-party!

From the article on mail.ru about the unsuccessful resort season in Crimea: Press secretary of one of the elite
Hotels in Eduard Yakubchuk
Talk about strange forms.
“Under the windows of my
Entrance is an expensive car.
This is the third day a young couple is staying in Russia. every one
In the morning, they are made of plastic.
The bottles are washed and brushed teeth.
They dress beautifully and go.
Go for a walk! 0

Everything is safe, the main thing is the distance.

Why I left school.
In the distant 1997–2003. I worked in a rural school as the deputy director of educational work (UPR), if easier - I will. I was seduced to this post by the promise of the directorate, but, as it often happens, the director of the school, and by "happy coincidence" also the wife of the director of the district department of education and to this day is at the head of this school. My relationship with her can probably be called a kind of "love" because she "loved" me at every meeting and in the intervals between them. The reason for this “flaming passion” is the director’s daughter, a pitiful, arrogant person who tried to manage the school together, and sometimes instead of his mother. This spell did not run with me, I correctly fixed the girl, but found in her mother's face a "bad friend". Now the story itself.
The school, as I already wrote, was in the countryside, accordingly, many household concerns were on the shoulders of schoolchildren. One of the most unpleasant was the obligation to take the garbage out of the containers near the school. This garbage was used by most of the surrounding inhabitants, it was constantly overcrowded and so on. The disposal of garbage is usually carried out as follows. At the beginning of winter, when the temperature dropped below zero degrees, so that it did not smell so strongly, a tractor truck was adjusted for washing, the garbage was rolled out to the ground and thrown into the truck with blades, then it was transported to the nearest TBO polygon. The "honorary" duty on garbage was always imposed on students of the graduation - 11th grade. This time everything was as usual, and probably there would be no consequences, if not one "but". I went out of the classroom and accidentally looked out the window, there in the middle of the garbage pile was the director and her daughter, and around the eleven classmates were working, crushing the garbage pits. I was pulled by the tongue! My comment: “They finally found their place in life!” He walked around the school at the speed of light.

Katie, how old are you?
The age of a girl is unfair to ask.
and well. Ask the question differently. If I sleep with you, will I not be put in?

X: I took a girlfriend, what to feed her?
Give her a baby, she will take care of herself.

A cell phone just rings, I raise up, an unknown female voice begins to say to me in a strict form:
ONA: "Come to the department immediately, take your practice report, go to the enterprise, put the stamp and bring it back! It is not too late!! Understood me?and "
I am (I think)
The second is "panic! The report! How did I forget to print? It is now to go in the heat to solve these questions ("
Second: "So I finished the universe."
(I am speaking)
"Yes, I finished the universe 3 years ago"
She: How is it...?
I: Well, that’s all, I don’t study, I have a diploma, I work.
She: Zhukov, is it not you?? to
I am: Noah!

But she scared me not bad at first.

I will go there by Saturday. He wants to agree and take me to the hall with him to introduce him to the coach (he loves him very much and respects him and worships him.)
Yyy: Oooo, it’s even better than with parents)))))

This is how you always wake up and some shit happens on the internet.
In the bars, beer was forbidden to sell at the stops, now wiki...
You used to be drunk and smart, but now you will be sober and dumb.