Book: Ladies and gentlemen. Page 3

So it's decided. No formal proposals of marriage, just a statement of fact. McGrath herself did not know exactly what will be this moment, but somehow she always thought that there should be roses, the sunset and singing birds.

Humanity a lot of time spent on the search for a primary Before, but our current knowledge is still poor. The only thing we more or less decided, can be expressed approximately in the following way: In the beginning there was nothing and then the nothing it suddenly picked up and pulled.

- I want your body, she egg.
- I while she was using.

Hands - 2 pieces legs - 2 pieces, existential dread - 58% , randomized guilt - 94% , the level of witchcraft - 00,00%

Illiteracy - a condition in which a person does not know what a pronoun, and does not know how to take the square root of twenty seven point four tenths. But knows a bunch of nonsense, and in particular: which of the seventy almost indistinguishable from other species of the purple sea snake are poisonous; how to treat the deadly flesh of the tree the sago-sago to cook nutritious cereal; how to predict the weather by the behavior of the wood of the crab-cracker; how to handle a boat in the vast ocean with a piece of rope and a clay image of his grandfather; how to extract essential vitamins from the liver of the ferocious ice bear - well, all sorts of little things like that. Oddly enough, all educated people know what the pronoun, but have no idea about the sago-sago.

The nanny OGG looked under the bed in case there suddenly I found a man hiding. You never know where you'll get lucky.

The nanny OGG in his own way appreciated good wine. Casanunda and had no idea that white wine you can drink port wine only because it ended.

Fee for the right to be the best is the duty to be the best.

Beside the bed stood a bowl of candy and a bottle of transparent liquid, produced in a complex alembic, which was hidden out behind the woodshed. This liquid was whiskey, and it was not a gene, but the fortress it was 90 degrees. This "cure" was very helpful in the anxious moments that sometimes occurred at three in the morning when the nurse woke up and could not remember who she is. After a Cup of transparent liquid, the nurse still didn't remember who she is, but it no longer mattered, because she became a totally different person.

Tops stared at the plate. It was useless to argue. From life, he wanted only one thing: to spend the next hundred years at the University, hearty and often eat and between meals, no unnecessary movements not to make. It was a plump young man with a live person - and this usually lives somewhere under the stone. Everyone kept saying Tops that his life needs something to do, and he didn't mind. He was determined to make her bed.

Mail the not-too-protects against arrows, especially if you aim between the eyes.