Yakui
We would finally combine all the inventions in one console. Vibration, smells, feelings of temperature, feelings of impact, the imposition of virtual objects on the real world, motion sensor, mimic reading, 3D sound, 3D image, not to mention human-like robots, for eroigram. All prototypes and prototypes.
by FYA_EXEL
Yakuza, go out of the street.

The Nokia 3310 is so harsh that if you sit on it, it will call everyone.

Cannibal: Everything is built on simple truths. You take them as the rule and life becomes calm and measured. Truth is not so fun.
Oregon: Has a philosopher awakened in you? What suddenly?
Cannibal: Here is, for example, the simple truth: don’t hold the car keys in your hands when throwing garbage into the container.
Don’t take your phone to the toilet (
When you’ve eaten half a cake, don’t look at the filling.
Susan: Look in the rear mirror when you open the driver’s door (
Troll: Don’t pin the camels on the sidewalk, they will ricochete from the pillar into the passing "lexus"((((
Cannibal: Fuck, I thought I was a loser.

Among the sad news, there are bright headlines:
In the Sverdlovsk region, inspectors of the DPS became more frequently beaten.

X: What system do you have on your computer?
Operation and what?

Santa Barbara on the Tracker:
femoloe1: Sorry, but in two words, what is this series about?

I talk to my partner (d) on the phone:
Please send me the necessary information.
D: The information is confidential. I will light it up and send it by email.
I am OK! What password?
d: write down: "Intoxication"
I am : O_o?? to
We are blondes and we can do everything :)

I laughed :) )

Coming a letter from a partner, in which the information is not paralyzed :))
I write: Thank you! Why is the information not covered? and :)
D: I forgot...

Shut up
bajik

The metro at the peak hour is dangerous
xxx: I wanted to go all the way into a dark corner, there was a small negritoska standing

Added to "I always dreamed of long hair. Finally, they grew up almost to the belt, and I, taking a shower every night and pulling my ass out of the bucket of Bucephal, curse the damn virgin nature.
It is beautiful, yes"

It's still fine if from my own ass))) My husband has already stunned long hair from the farm to wipe off, fig knows how they get there.
Oh well beautiful.

xxx: you know, I have not had sex so long ago that even in erotic dreams I am engaged in onanism :(

from the dialogue about masquerade costumes for the new year (girl):

I’ve never been a fox in the garden, just a fucking snowflake.

x: Now I evaluated the notebook small in English, there the sentence: "your pen is good"

X: Guess where he wrote it?

Datog: According to statistics, 40% of men raise other people's children without knowing it))
Evgeny: Let them write interest and not educate their own, and you say - strangers!

The G-Drive gasoline.
Excellent gasoline, I even had wheels in diameter increased and chromed when I poured it (G95). The flowability of the car has improved, there are lost spikes on the tire. The active complex of additives also had a positive effect on my memory, now I do not forget anything like before, but only two inhalations of this miracle gasoline. My grandmother’s pressure passed, although she was just a passenger. I recommend everyone!

Take yours while it is nonexistent.

I have a friend I know, she is good, but foolish, Viki is called. So here, this
Vika swore to us that something was wrong with her car – when she approaches one crossroads next to her house, the tachila begins to whisper wildly and move almost to the ultrasound. Everywhere in the city behaves normally, but at the intersection next to the house is always such a jerk.
She went to the service, confessed there, the master looked - like the car is okay. They decided to go to that crossroads together.
They approached the lighthouse, a whisper is given, Vika turns to the masters, and those hysterics are almost to seizures. It turned out that at that intersection there was a light for the deaf (which ripples disgustingly before switching to red).

A man goes into a souvenir store. He sees a small bronze figure of a cat. The price book reads: "A cat is 1000 rubles, its history is 10,000 rubles."
Can I buy a cat without history? He asks the seller.
- Of course, - replies the seller, - but after the story you will return anyway.
A man buys a small bronze cat and walks around the city. Suddenly he notices that a cat follows him first, then another, and then another. Thousands of cats follow him. The man in horror begins to run away. Cats are not behind. Then he flaps and throws a small bronze figure of cat into the river. All the cats who had fled before this for the man, immediately jump into the water following the statue and drown.
The man goes back to the same souvenir store.
“I warned you that you would go back to history,” he said.
The seller.
Fuck the history! The man responds. You have a small bronze.
The Unicorn?

I was born with a terrible thought: what if smiling girls on promotions in the shops don't eat sausages and alcohol at all, but TEST them?

11 hours in the evening. I listen to radio. DJ on the air reads SMS with suggestions to get acquainted, then suddenly pause, rust, reads: "Oleg from a multi-profile hospital, 9th floor, go back to the chamber you nurses burned!" )))

If a man says to a woman, “Well, you are walking naked around the apartment, wearing at least something,” it means that the woman is his wife.