Book: Your my knee

I women picked up what I know that nothing will come of it, and still hope.

I understand you're hope for its return. But let's be honest, the last miracle was the resurrection of Lazarus. Since then, no bite.

A jealous man is not charming, not witty. And the stronger his jealousy, the dull.

You took my heart of stone,
Froze talkative feelings water,
Shut the invisible door
I have for you is gone forever.
I now will not meet on the road
And hear my gentle "hi!".
And let the women very much.
People like me, with thee no more.
My words forgotten thee.
I'm your subconscious is only a shadow.
My love nothing,
And lasts longer every day.

Turns out I'm wrong even say "Martini", "Campari" and "tomatos and potatos". My high school English teacher Galina instilled in me a special, Voronezh accent. Of all the English-speaking people the only thing I understood.

The war over women's fidelity may be the same in the end - consumed heart and a shrivelled liver.

So Kesha found that the mind is not omnipotent. That is, it is clear that God is impossible to conceive, but it's a woman! The creature, driven by hormones and social patterns. Instruction on the management of this combination of tears, hair, and silk may be written high for the year, it seemed Rappaport. He took the job. Analyzed all love stories since the days of Helen of Troy, studied the biographies of Queens and prostitutes, made up of a table and found out only that there are no dependencies no. The behavior of women is controlled by the random number generator. On her "likes - dislikes" influenced by non-scientific zodiac and Daisy petals.

Besides all, who does not walk, will one day slay the emerods. Who knows, it's not even a disease. This is the essence of pain and humiliation. I know what it's about. A friend of mine, a theatre Director, Petrov, I stopped walking. <...> By April, the Director grew spiritually, got himself a third chin and the emerods. <...> By placing your feet slightly penguin, Petrov walked to the hospital. Registrar afar realized why he was so sad and curve. She possessed a sense of humor.
You to any specialist? - she asked loudly. Petrov tried with the lips and tongue to climb to her window to turn not heard of mystery.
- To the proctologist.
- Who-who?
- To the proctologist, ' said Petrov, and sent a ray of understanding.
- Speak up!
Here the Director could not resist and in such detail described the problem that the old woman behind him cried. He called the office number and crossed in the back.

In the way talked about the mysteries of nature. For example, muffins. It is unclear how the 25 grams. dough, eaten at sunset, be in the morning a pound of fat. Astrophysicists are turning away from this gravitational anomalies. Meanwhile, the buns are operating under our noses and more dangerous black holes. To reset one cake, you need to walk for three days. And the mass is reduced through wear foot mostly.

Fish of my mind is powerless slapped his tail on the beach.

We have heard a lot about the strange magnetism of scoundrels. Familiar women complained of villains. From them de dizziness and the word "no" does not vents. What would the villains have said, I want to answer "I will follow you to the edge and beyond!"

But to pick open the old neurosis, but we did it.

In 2009, there was a epidemic of divorces. Suffered dozens great, innocent men. Without cause and prior provocation wife began to leave. Before for the novelty, they lacked rearrangement of furniture, but in that year, wanted to tear the umbilical cord. One of my friend after the divorce rose brown circles around the eyes. His liver couldn't bear the parting. A second thin and even shot a commercial diet along with anorexique. The third asked "why?" so often that weaned to call his own mother.

First, the women throw in a joke:
- I am with you divorce!
If you try the pain on the tooth. Then imagine how slam the door and how to Sogomonyan girlfriend. Sometimes even crying for training. The minute the divorce, they have already prepared, suitcase, temporary housing, wet tears, the perfect balance of truth and falsehood in the testimony. Even missile troops are not preparing for war so thoroughly. Fickle-minded than men. They don't remember that he is married until this occurs strange reason - the second time to the Registrar. Then, very suddenly, suddenly emptied the closet, the pan is gone and the queue to the bathroom cancelled. And no one to ask, what ended at Varka with a new boyfriend. It's like waking up in the night on the bus stop in some Gomel. Without a heart, without memory, without housing and self-assessment, with only one order for child support. No wonder that women love weddings, and the guys from the word the hair on his neck bristling.