Author of quotes: Alexander Christ

World Congress of the roof is now open!

Well, well. Children - flowers of life... on the graves of their parents. Imagine how much in thirty years all these parents appears gray hair!

Relatives are the creatures to beat and mind, to live with them is impossible.

... I was like a hungry vampire. Or a Ghost. With the motor, yeah. Muscle drive. Wild, but cute.

It turns out that I belong to that rare species of optimists who, even zavernuvshis off a cliff, would yell: "Wow! Fly!"

- Oh, Alex! Forgot! My sister arrives today!
- Yeah... And probably a mess at home. How you were once told? Chickens are not deny...
- Hemp is not cosina! All, I ran! - Under the quiet laughter of the seller I stormed out of the shop and trot rushed home.

Wake did not work - so let's celebrate the event!

- Try it, like last time, the devil my brandy drunkard! Flog!
- Okay, okay... - I muttered. But when she finally leave? - I will not solder the devil, he will drink it all...
- Ingvar!!!

Life abounds. Heavy and head.

Before my mind's eye somehow brought a huge oak tree with a Golden chain wrapped around the massive trunk, and attached to a carved trunk door and a sign above: "Private property Realese. Visiting hours: daily from 15.00 to 17.00". And hanging on the branches of a large hammock, a few bags of things and hung almost at the very top of the tree pot... white... in a Daisy...

This is embarrassing... Here they are, the fruits of wrong education of modern youth! What are the bad thoughts in my head, man...

All the charm of a long journey pale in comparison with the inconvenience that this journey brings.