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I left the stage because I thought I want SR**s, but then perehotelos.

... None of the dead did not even write any books, so the theory of all-who-don't-laziness about the afterlife is nothing more than theory. In our world there are no any book written by a dead man. Directors-dead, too, does not exist. Who does not know.

Series our death will give flowers in the desert, the Alexin of our healing is growing in the mountain tops and over our lives tends gryaznukha from Georgia, because the London pickpocket escaped the gallows.

Once you slip, stumble, and, as will governessy upside down, bryaknet right on the neck, and - Bang! And you've already dropped the hoof.

- Oh, Hello.
Hi. Have you been watching me?
Yes.
- I knew it. Was hoping you would come and Rob us.
- I have a gun that I can come back tomorrow.
You're a funny guy Arthur.

Maybe you want to talk about Caligula, Stalin... trump? You know, he's not dead, but I'm sure you will die.

Waved a glass of vodka stuck in his throat.
She loved - I was watching. I loved it seeds clicked.
Investing in women - money down the toilet.
General with orders to eggs - General degenerate.
The author of words of three letters on the fence - young atrist.
When work is fun, the result - on the face!

More stuff for us, more chances that you get shot, and you'll come crawling back here, spitting blood, while we laugh and poke your fingers, right? Like a good idea.

Raising a child is not difficult. They're trying to turn this into a mysterious, difficult task. Nothing of the sort! The simplest thing in the world to raise a child, if you follow the rules. First: take the child, put it on a street corner and leave it there. Return in a week. If the child is still there, then you got b****, you stupid child!

- Hey, buddy! Long time no see! How are you?
- You know, not really... I'm already thinking about suicide.
- Come on, dude... don't say that. Think about your friends and family. What if they would like to kill you?

- Why are you so afraid of?
- This is all due to our plan to capture the planet and make people slaves.
- ?
- Sorry, I was joking.

- Baby, who's that? - Carlson asked his friend, staring at the baggy silhouette on a nearby roof.
- It is difficult to say whether the President of Georgia or the mayor of Odessa - yawn answered the Kid.
- What's he doing on the roof? even more puzzled, said Carlson. - He doesn't have a propeller?
Propeller - no, but fuel is excellent! said dreamily Kid.

And the poor, and rich,
We are equally necessary, -
The coroner said,
And wiped his knife on his pants.

Which theatre - poke for example! -
Laugh at piesy Moliere?..
In what house reading room on the ground
Laughing over the novels of Rabelais?..
But whatever laughter rang out in the hall,
When we used bare bottom showed you?..