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Ugh! In a strange feast hangover!
I don't care about them at all.
These to select those Il -
All one: theirs the "list"
Fill our bowls
Not mend the holes.

- You're hungover. The head is not split?
I managed to get a few hours sleep on the couch in our laboratory.
- Do you know how to live.

Love and wine planet us - and then comes the hangover and we puke, crying with a broken heart, listening to sad songs and vow to never repeat their mistakes. But to live means to be wrong. But love is not afraid to risk it all.

Piss me off are people who are hungover are taking on the bluff of God. That hangover like, "God, help, please, I any more will not drink!" I once saw a dude who was bad, we go into the room, and he said, "Jesus... Christ... Help, save me!" We quit Smoking, go back, and he has: "Perun, the Rain-God, Yarilo, can you, boys?"

Water out the pond and looked sullenly at the fire. Look at the owner of the pond was rumpled, water frowned and pressed a hand to his temple.
- I told you yesterday, leave - Yarn with compassion looked at the man. - You never drank.
Water he rolled his eyes and disappeared into the dark depths of the pond. From the walls of the hut appeared Nui in a crumpled shirt and some stained jeans. Smelling the delicious smell of roasted mushrooms and potatoes, he swallowed and turned away.
- In General m, write all the n-row, - fuzzy patter muttered auditor and rushed away from the field.
- You should stop by just so, - shouted the Yarn.

- You are drunk!
- Unfortunately, no, this is from yesterday...

Here's my hangover cure: don't drink the night before.
Wow, wait, I'll write a note.
- Hard to remember. I agree.

- Woke Up, Tasuku? How are you feeling?
As if I have all the hangover for the next fifty years at a time.

He didn't know that you can survive the morning
Somebody black had kindled in his throat the fire
He hears gurgling in the kitchen not wrapped crane
He is now a fan of liquid under the number zero.

- Over the school looming cloud...
Is familiar to me, I'm such a cloud every Monday see trezveyut.

Help me inhale
And mend it with you.
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds,
Then we'll come down
And I have a hangover...
Give me a breath of air,
And I'll fix it.
And we'll sail away,
Hug the cloud,
But then still go down.
It's just a hangover...

- New year's eve I was visited by a miracle. It is the opinion raises the body off the ground. Fulfills every desire! Takes you to another universe!
- Where is the miracle?
- Wish I knew... the morning drink brine and disappeared...

Some Indian buried in my head the hatchet.

It's amazing how a hangover helps from unnecessary thoughts!