Singer: Sergei Minayev. Page 3

But admit it, you, for example, at the concert "the dispatch," despite a new album, still want to listen to "Personal Jesus" or "Enjoy the Silence". This is what you come: and suppose they are "old" play.

It's not the nineties was a daring, it was you suckers.

This concentration of flavor is in the toilets of the Asian hotels and bathrooms, where Teens are Smoking secretly from my parents.

Mostly we do not remember the moment when something starts to go wrong. First, you catch yourself on the fact that you know exactly what will be the reaction of others to your statements and actions, and less and less are trying to "write down", to say what you don't expect, try to surprise. This condition is familiar to people, every weekend conducting a preference in one company. At first glance, the combinations of a great many, but over time you mistakenly affirm that played them all, and I am sure the outcome of each. You claim to be a Pro. Master of the game.
Then the processes around you are slowing down to one day go completely different. You try to explain the logic of their actions by attempts of mimicking the post-cataclysm world, new times and new generations. You stand in the pose of "I'm above this", ignoring the new trends, which, in your opinion, is just cleverly removed someone from the archive of forgotten junk. You tell in the interview that "your new sincerity is our old lies." You're doing everything they can not to admit that you're no longer rule the flow, you go with the flow. You blows. You have torn down, and fight over neither the strength nor the desire.

My daughter is growing up in another apartment and I take your guilt with gifts, alcohol and the explanation that now is the time. Wife at home, that is, in principle, no. And with a woman who is waiting for me tonight, we are each other almost do not know.

And often you get so fly?..
- With this wall - first - laughs senior...

Each one says to himself: "I Want to drop everything and go." Many say it's just for stress relief, some do leave and go. The most idiotic situation - and when to throw nothing, and to go, in General, nowhere.

If a work made from the APE man, his absence turns the human into microblogger.

Suddenly it seems that somewhere above came a heavy "za**Alo". And perhaps this is the only thing today I definitely agree.

I could not even imagine that in a number of lovers. Where did they all suddenly come from? Came from other cities? Flew from the sickening grayness of the residential districts in the city centre, in the light of these vulgar stratabase lights, like moths in the mating season? Or this landing lovers just got acquainted with each other "Classmates", "Contacts", "Facebook" and now spilled into reality? All these people sit and consider each other when the evening lights of Moscow, comparing materialized flesh with high quality digital photos, which each of them demonstrated during the day?
Probably one of the pair not finding each other the slightest hint of their virtual dreams, parted that evening. Others tomorrow morning. Some pieces landing will last weeks, months or years. Units will live happily until the end of his life. However, what's the difference? Today all these people are for various reasons involved with each other. "Nick sent you an invite to be friends," "Mary confirmed your friend request". "Mary has set the rating of your photo". "Nick has sent you a virtual gift". Fast Internet, photoshop latest version, lightning bombardment of messages. Moscow-2010, in which everything is so simple... click-click: "Mary and nick are now friends". And everyone is happy. Just me. I can't do it. Maybe it's because I have a life, not the VIP account? Or I somehow missed the number needed to send esumes to connect paid service "happy together"?

The whole point of working as commercial Director at walking on this blade corporate razor: when leaders do not want to think, the lower classes can not by definition.

You know what a commercial Director really? It's such a modern kind of expensive prostitutes, which veers between the interests of the management, with their inflated several times by the sales plans and the interests of his subordinates who do not want these plans to implement. Because, as befits contact with the prostitute, ***ut you several times a day, your whole task is to quickly bring the client (boss) to orgasm, ideally avoiding sex in the style of S&M (whipping for failure of tasks) and anal sex (there could be as lucky, without any additional bonuses).
Because I'm a professional ***s, and the range of services I have quite wide:
- classics (of which mentioned above);
- role play the customer (partner soccer team, a fishing enthusiast, a fan of Esenin, a fan of karaoke, joint programming for the weekend of the business plan);
is cunnilingus (for the arrival of the fiftieth fiscal headmistress from France);
- deep throating (this is my first line in the daily schedule marked "Not to overdo");
- lesbos (negotiations with the head of sales the head office in the presence of his boss);
- services for couples (every two years for the arrival of the owners of the holding company, BIG UNCLE from the city of Paris).

The girl definitely trackwise pic: a third photo - lips, a third cut a third of the interior of an expensive car. I remember, I replied: "send me your pictures naked" or something like that. And now she writes: "you, too. I may be a rich inner world".

Chicks love to fantasize. They do not need the truth, but beautiful story.