molestation [Theme]

Oh, how annoying are those to whom our hearts do not care and whose choice fell on us, while we did not choose them at all! Strangers that we don't want to know about, whose death we would be as indifferent as their lives... meanwhile, they fill our existence.

Grief, mixed with the old SITENAME grievances, able to unleash a flock of Intrusive thoughts that are difficult to drive then in a cage.

- Happy! Happened to me incredible! Guys Rob ATM with some advanced weapons, and...
- Calm down, I don't have time for ATM robbery, your touching messages, I need to organize the move! All I need to get to the end of the week!
Wait, who's moving where?
- You don't watch the news? Tony sold the tower of the Avengers, we're moving to a new complex where I would like to believe that cellular communication does not catch.

You th [...] said I was a fool,
Just constantly in your thoughts.
Th you [...] then you need b**t from me
Again I know nothing about life?
Since all my hopes are false, so why
You ask to support, not supporting anything?
You shit in my soul, and I wrote in a notebook
What I have long wanted to say:
Go, please, to**th!

All my life up to you I'm wrong lived
Have you all handed out, for each paid.
You said yourself "think about me"
And now I shout to the crowd:
Go, please, to**th!

- His reverence, Galina Ermolaeva. Do not you know?
- As I can not to find Gordey Gordei? Yes, you recognize a mile away.
- Am I that noticeable?
Mustache you a noticeable.
- Mustache? It is for your posture. I am a Cossack.
And now the Cossacks without a mustache more go.
- Well, I-what? I'm a man idle, Cossack free. Want - and let the beard.
- Hold at least a braid, Gordey Hordei!

- I decided to compose "the Ballad of Bowen"! Which style do you prefer?
- Any, just out of here.
Oh, don't worry about me! I mean, what style should I write? To add emotional poetry or painting to Express the bare cold facts?
- If you don't shut up, the cold here will be over our dead bodies.

- What word did you use to go to the next level?
- I don't remember. Can't see my eyes closed?
- Mine was "intellectuals".
- Wonderful.
- Come on, try. How could you forget? It's a very special word.
"Autofellatio". Okay?
Never heard of such a word.
Yeah.
- What is its origin?
- Loneliness.
- This may not be true.
- Can.
- You know, the "auto" Greek roots that means "very", right? Fellatio. Fellatio, fellatio... It's from the Latin fellare, meaning "to suck"?
- The kid, the lady sitting with me, knows all the aspects of the topic thoroughly, why don't you ask when it will throw the ballast? And if you do not shut up the pepper, that's it, and not sit in a fucking chair, I'll tell the captain your bags ticking.

Victor hill, a real son of a bitch who can't understand the answer "no". Ernest Hemingway.
To Victor Hill, a real Son of a Bitch, who can't take "no" for an answer. Ernest Hemingway.

But most of all Utkina was irritated by the loud voice of the employee, which was heard in all areas. Including those where it was not. She responded to all replicas. She answered all the questions - not even to her converted, because questions to her for a long time nobody spoke. Talked about summer vacation, the repair of cottages, the children (starting with youngest) and the parrot, which fell silent only under is applied to a cell with a handkerchief. Removed from his shoulders the shawl and showed how throws it at the cage. Birthday gave her a large Pavlovo Posad shawl, but to explain the meaning of the gift ashamed.

You know, sometimes you can be in a bad mood and all-around asked:
- What happened?
- No, all right.
- Really, what is it?
- Yes, all right, I'm just in a bad mood.
- What happened?!
- YOU!

- Tea, father?
- Oh, no, no, thank you.
- Well, maybe drink a little bit?
- No thanks, Mrs Doyle, that you do not want.
Well, let's. Let's go! Let, let, let, let, let's... LET's go!

Her first questions led us into complete confusion:
What are you peddling?
- Nothing, Madam, ' replied Poirot.
Really?
- Of course.
- And a vacuum cleaner?
- No.
And stockings do not sell?
- No.
And carpets?
- No.
OK, calm down miss Peabody, sitting in the chair. - So, all right. Then take a seat.

Do you know what is persistence?
- An excuse to be obnoxious.