by 08.06.2014 We look forward to the arrival of a non-smoking train from Vladivostok.

Request for repair of the box:
The box broke, hanged at the terminal, after rebooting on the screen running numbers and letters
They are not stopped."
Commentary of the service organization:
Neo, The Matrix Has You...

1st If I want to eat hamsters in a restaurant and I’m beaten with pimples under the pretext that my behavior will violate the freedom of others, it’s absurd, don’t you think?
2nd If I eat hot dogs in a public place and hamburger lovers think I’m imposing hot dogs on them, it’s absurd, isn’t it?
Three And if these hamburger lovers will tell me that they are sick of one kind of hot dog, then it is a complete mess!

P.S
I am not smoking and indifferent to smokers.
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Not so man. You were bitten by a hot dog with a small amount of poison, and the rest began to blow in the ass of everyone who was around, regardless of their desire.

Fate is better not to experience. You break, you will not get a new one.

The Flag
Instead of epilepsy. A taxi driver asks me, “You know the rules. In the direction of Vienna, a sign hangs in front of the bridge. The same is red, and there are two more arrows in it - red and black. What does he mean?”
I wiped the sweat from my forehead. He understood why there were eternal accidents and replied, “The advantage of opposite movement.” He looked into his incomprehensible eyes and added: “You must give in to the opposite. Closely there...”

There are such words-signs that once glued - and everything with a man is forever clear. This is my story today.
In the USSR there were few personal cars, and those who wanted to drive them - a lot. And if the adult uncles and aunts, like something unfortunate, dreamed of any "wheels", even the most rugged, to ride to the country, then what about teenage high school students. In general, the country did not rush to give us the rights and in the auto school we were taught very honestly for three years. By the way, I have all my life learned differently and from different teachers and can appreciate the quality of the organization of that process: a solid four with a plus on the five-point system. Why not five, I will explain.

After the trainers, I got in the distribution to the Colosseum, about which the acquainted students said: "World man! Colossus understood his driving happiness as a driver-instructor specifically: the state gave him a car, poured gasoline into it, and he rides on it for his business. He understood teaching in two ways. The main is that everyone who enrolled washes his wonderful car, and then one out of five students (Oh, lucky!) He receives the right to carry Koloska and the canister for a severely deficient beer, while the rest on the rear seat of the 241th Izha depict a cane.
The second kind was to appoint you a meeting in the winter outside the city on the highway on Saturday at 16 o’clock... and not to come.

Having been tormented for a month with Colossk's fortresses, I told him in the face everything I thought about his approach to training and went to correspond to another instructor. The seats remained only one and he was called Alexei Dmitrievich, and all goodwill discouraged me from this step with the formulation: "Yes, you are what! He is a former flag. You don’t know how the flags in the army interfere with living!”

The Flag was a man of business and strict. He clearly and immediately said that the money is paid to him for not killing us on the road, not for washing his car. With the help of a sheet of paper, a handset and a lighter (which depicted the car for us) easily explained any road situation. And really taught to think while driving, taught to observe the rules, because they are written in blood.

Those who first stayed at Colossk escaped after me. Fast and almost everything. Those who did not escape then gave up on the right once from the fifth.

So since somebody’s tried to stick a label to someone or something, I’ve got my hands itching. For the humiliating “flag” by no means corresponded to a man who was honest and devoted to his cause. To the true Soviet praporst, who for years taught boys in the army to drive heavy trucks, and after retirement, who made the most effort to teach us. By the way, none of our youth group fell into an accident, at least not by their own fault. Years passed, and to those who taught us in the auto school and theory, and practice, only words of gratitude remained. Everyone except the collar.

The fact that the medusa has survived for 650 million years without a brain gives hope to many people.

That’s what you call "beautiful’"? What a foolish thing! What if there was a man who did not read the Lord of the Rings? For example, he has a good taste! He would give her up immediately in psychic after such a crazy tirade!


Even interestingly, what is now considered a good taste, if a book written by a professor and became a cult in its genre, is not something of the kind "must read" for general development. Do you think Dennis has fans?

You cannot smoke almost anywhere. And only addicts feel free and happy in this country.

Squier: Neighbors are doing repairs for the second month. I did this by buying a violin. Now I drink with them. Probably the whole house is shrinking.

Ušit Pomoev, Roll of Oboev, Quartet of Goboev, Catch of Nalimov, Book of Lewkoev, Record of Nadoev, Squad of Cowboys, Subversion of Stones, Shutdown of Stones, Shutdown of Stones, Shutdown of Jews, Fire of Sarajevo, Capture of Holidays, Outcome of Izgoev, Crime of Thieves, Crash of Stones, Harley's Robbery, Stallye's Stallye, Shares of Plebees, Waste Camaz, Divorce of Husbands, Breakdown of Shalman, Friend of Brothers, Running of Debils, Expenditure Account, Income Tax, Injury Parade, Flight Disbursement, Tramway Repair, Biegloodeev, Wagon of Gondons,

XXX is
A great cat trolling.
She loves eggs, and when we cook her and start cleaning her eggs, she begins to get hysterical. Now one egg broke during cooking and eventually turned out to have a sticky piece of boiled substance. I removed that piece, put it on the cat and started cleaning the rest.
She had a real pattern breakdown. There is an egg, there is an egg! No, to the garbage, there they clean the eggs! No to the caterpillar!
I went back and forth until I cleaned up the rest. :)

YYYY
It is bag.
I need to break in the swipe.)
Get out of the cycle.)

News from Yandex:
Singer Vitaly Grachev, known under the stage pseudonym Vitas, broke a window in an apartment known in Moscow and flew to Germany.
On the meth, right? O_O

The summer. The heat. The girls were wearing short shirts.
We go with a man’s company to the base for lunch. In front of them are three young employees in mini shoes and summer dresses. Suddenly, a blow of wind hits all three sides above the waist and for a couple of seconds, three very pleasant butts in mini pants appear. The male company is stupid and shocked, but there are no comments, as the right words for such a pleasant and unexpected picture have not been found. A fellow solemnly and joyfully proclaimed: “Alleluia, brothers! Jesus loves us!"

Today, when I was in the subway to work, I saw an old lady and her grandson go and carry a pair of bags. From one of the bags, a boy (aged 7 or 8) got an old disc phone. Then I got my cell phone out of my pocket and tried to connect to it via bluetooth. The grandmother looked at the boy and said, “Are you stupid?” It is not included in the rosette!

In the west of Moscow, a Porsche Cayenne for 5.8 million rubles was stolen from the unemployed. The incident occurred last night, but it was only now known.

If the news about the stolen shoes of a pensioner (7 million) and the money of a student (4 million) I have yet to digest, then now I seriously think about dismissing and not working.

Guess who I met yesterday.
Iren: Serzhou (the Cross) and Sonya (his husky)
And now guess which one of them hurt me?

xxx: here the trouble at the wedding one was.. on the board for wishes to the newlyweds among the standard: love you!, kids bigger!, a lot of happiness! It was proudly beautiful: build a zigzag!

Fuck how you got your nuts about the Pushkin Tetris. The birthday of Alexander Sergeevich, as well as the birthday of Tetris, is celebrated every year, but not every year Tetris turns 30 years old. It’s a round date, no matter what anyone says.
Furthermore, for the vast majority of you, Tetris has done much more than all the work of Pushkin, Lermontov and Dostoevsky combined.

I believe that if an adult guy borrows a gaming console, it should be prohibited by law. Because it's a bad thing to take a gaming console, if you don't have money for its full cost - fucking to work!

...in my house for a long time they do not smoke on the balconies, because they got in the shield without witnesses...

In your dreams there are witnesses.

...At the stops I'm passing for a long time, they don't smoke either (a little earlier they cramped their cigarettes, seeing my jaguar...

Which you did not drink?

...sometimes, some dumb dude gets, violating the law, but breathing vividly humiliates the stupid prostitute...

Long time not fun boxers by correspondence, bravo, fun!