ЛИЛИЯ-Р wrote:AND another joke))))message to the agent ))) from men to women. Where did I get this ,it is not clear))
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That's what you want ? Or we deserve this?))))))))))))
It tells you a hurt child is, they love measured in the amount of gifts, then as the life not yet realized. Not all grow out of it, because I can not find happiness... Men are no better: do not gives nothing, and appreciate nothing, and many have presented - all of you - the legally acquired property - payment made. That's the whole modern romance. We in the consumer society we live...
Well, since the topic is still humor, I copy here a pack of couplets about life and the universe in General)))
lead a sedentary life
prevents inane in the blood
don't put it in salads croutons,
they are scratching the face
since then, as have learned the Morse code,
I can't sleep in the rain
does Raven-atheist
does not explain how cheese
it is difficult either to fix
but there is a possibility Dolman
said awl cockroach
- lucky you, you're in my head...
where we do not, of course better.
but we re coming there
as a teaser Dnieper in the middle!
there's a lot of dead rare birds.
drink, Vanya, safely out of hoof.
you will not hurt
almost there, said Susanin,
coconut breaking on the go
that's the conclusion of death,
and we don't care about the noise in the coffin
all the lies that the morning is wiser.
blunt as in the evening yesterday
how strange that in your overalls
not in the ass sewn sleeves
what, Bob, was a squirrel!
why would I, Bob, quit drinking?
enemies burned native hut,
and have nowhere else to live enemies.
wanted to meet you with bread and salt,
Yes, the bread in the guns won't jam.
healthy lifestyle also
one day death will lead
the cry went out: "shoot the bastard!"
and all fall face down.
the Trojans neigh, the Greeks even when angry
Gypsies sleep#Dili horse.
tournament poher over.
the entire podium accustomed to our.
and in the morning half an hour for coffee
and hour to realize the reality.
I listened to your advice,
now say where to go.
to train astronauts
looking for a bed, the grass and the house
as for alcohol - the norm you know
but to drink so much I can't.
by vertigo
moved the bun.
of all the possible accents
is considered optimal in the forehead.
you are even not cute
and vodka over already.
Korean version of the book
Mumu Gerasim drowned.
only heard in the cellar somewhere
wandering grape wine.
to finally start,
horse to lie brought.
in the morning the Princess said:
Oh mirror, mirror, shut up!"
well, give something from the stress!
-rope, soap, a stool?
I'm leaving unassessed
that's just the beads gather.
now on our tower
for you the service "who called"
"where do I put this?"- sister asked
"in the head"- muttered the ball.
we want to harm those who are worse
and for those who better not up to us
well I asked you not to bother!
and the coffin close behind him.
I would, of course, the soul.
I go to the toilet.
work will make a hunchback.
then the graves get well...
From here we will face the Swedes.
To rural, they do not always.
rather let recess,
I know what to shut her up.
came Alzheimer's Parkinson's
for a long time and my hand was shaking
nisht is not eternal under the moon
got my doctor from afar
"I — shit," said Gennady,
and the bartender complied with the order
go to the bath, and thence
on a plane to Leningrad
I didn't mean to offend you
randomly just got lucky
You send twenty-brackets.
Oh, how I love your laugh.
since that time
I briefly explain the Mat
everyone who graduated from the school of life
hand marble diploma
don't listen to your inner voice
he is here on the outside have not been
ate slept and all of a sudden
perehotelos to kill
and the fridge nights
the food is tastier and more useful
that I felt sorry for you
I have regretted many times
who drank with a lyrical character
let he drags it home
must have decent tit
to be able to control myself
I'm a pacifist and wait quietly
when the enemy kills the other
momentary gusts
often, darn life
I vodka of the launching pad
and ice blue
what a composure
five years ageing cognac
give the TV to the poor
to make them even poorer
her husband returned from the Internet
and at home in the smiley roll
and here's tannin's Wake
sitting from crying puffy ball
how many good girls
makes me not love the wife
I b Minister of culture
unit No. will feel my
today is not my plate
why we got off on the wrong foot
circle three de grouchy Malevich
takes and sculpts the black cube
you are very constrained by Natalia
let me weaken the chain
yesterday seized the pirates
fifteen grams yo-Ho-Ho
Olga has a heart of stone
you better head shoot
Petrovich pacified pride
but Pardini failed
you little brat since you do not smell
in the dream, my pea
take away the beach Nude
almost ran haulers
— Salieri, friend, I'll die!
— Mind you, I said it!
I live here right now will bury
screaming us in the hole conductor
get a friend to listen to Kafka
after all, Kafka is a lie, so it hint<