Author of quotes: Yuri Polyakov. Page 4

After "thakurganj" that Cossack drinks with Paulownia hill to the legitimate half saw Isidore confessed: he was stunned by meeting with Marina at the Bolshoi theatre. And when he found out that she is married to Gena...
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But Marina said, "No-when!" Now just friends. "We're only friends. How strange..." drinking after "thakurganj"?
- "Saposoa".
- Not heard. Like this?
And this is when the Cossack throwing down your hat and says: "Oh you all to hell, will not jump!"

What started cooling, it does not matter, as the ashes of no one, winners or losers, I do not remember why the war started...

Revenge Marina got sick - Gene just stopped loving her. Love ended suddenly, as the petrol in the tank "zhigulenka". And from indifferent to women there is no need to escape. Such leave quietly, quietly, the plan retreated to a pre-prepared base, sometimes lead a long rearguard action, dorgival, asva farewell reproaches, confessing his past and unprecedented change, children and dividing marital property.

Unlike the father, the guy was extremely stupid, nature is not even rest, and just passed out.

Many years ago he also suffered, wondering what the Marina with Isidore. What happens to a woman if she goes to another? What's it like? Like your shirt, adjacent to the new male body? Or more complicated: and your ex is more like a flattened fish that changes color depending on the bottom, to which clung?

Still, from generation to generation, passed the famous blooper in "Sukhumi truth". At first the band was a semi-official "Visit of Anastas Mikoyan in Sunny Abkhazia" and the fourth - the report "Replenishment of the Sukhumi monkey nursery". The pictures to the texts as luck would have it, turned out to be the same format. Coder beguiled zinc boxes: and on the front page appeared the monkeys arrived from friendly India, and the fourth a bearded face of a legendary member of the Politburo, who joked: "From Ilyich to Ilyich without a heart attack and stroke". What? Nothing. Mikoyan called agonizing editor-in-chief and, laughing, asked, "Hey, send me a dozen Newspapers, friends will give. Let them laugh!"

After he fell out of love with the Marina and lost Zoe, women have become vain in his life something like a bottle of water, which put the marathon man to quench thirst on the run.

Life is painful, even if all you've got. Maybe this is even more sad.

What else a normal person in this country to do to not get dirty? Remains the only - to read books but the girls love.

I normally hate when people pry into your personal life. Oh, she's just a girl! Oh, shame on you! Shame is part of the fun.

Ask Gene did not dare, remembering the Covenant of his father in law: "women are like butterflies: the main thing - not to frighten"

Skoryatina wanted to hug Zoe, kiss, tilting to the grass... the Desire was irresistible and impossible at the same time, something like desire from the balcony down...

-... I'm a free woman of the North-East...
And I am a free man!
- Gennady Pavlovich, do not start with deception. It is enough that the fraud usually ends.

And suddenly, after death will be that heaven is an infinite ocean beach with coarse white sand rhythmically light lapping waves, so clear that you may count the scales on a fish's backs. On the beach, as far the eye, bliss naked, young, beautiful people. A lot of them, thousands, millions, billions... Some are swimming, others sunbathing, others, hungry, go near a grove of trees, tear off branches and eat juicy fruits unprecedented. And sated and Pospelov, there, under the trees, whimsical, love each other in the grass, quiet sliding over the shuddering bodies. And you can spend hours, days, years, centuries to go the shore, ankle deep in warm water, look around, get to know acquaintances in earthly life, to talk, to laugh, to drink for the meeting heavenly wine, tart, funny, but not leaving the shade of a hangover. And again to wander through the endless sand, catching snippets of conversations and understanding all, because there, they speak the common tongue, which you apparently knew on earth, but never superfluous did not use them. <...> Perhaps, in Paradise man wakes up in his best season, in his Prime, in carnal luxury. No, no, he gets that body, what kind of dreamed in front of the mirror, suffering from imperfection. But in this case how to know the host of dreamy nudity friends, family, loved ones, mutually or one-sided? And anyone don't need to know. You just have to go through beginningless and endless curving, enjoy the sun, life and eternity...