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You often hear about youth vandalism, but why is no one talking about the psychological vandalism that repairing these old bitches?

I'm not accustomed to obey women.
- Then take it.
- I got used to it even less.

Happiness - well, how would you say is a kind of embroidery stitch, a laborious and time-consuming. Sitting all alone, you sad, sad, anxious heart, hopeless night, bloody dawns, and you slowly, carefully invest in your pattern. And the result is a small tapestry on which only one, the most that neither is ordinary, but - rose. Female hands, female patience can even the torments of hell to turn into a rosebud.

Women attach too much importance to a single admiring glance.
And men take care that they maintain.

It's just a doll, it's so good to look at,
It knows how to sew, cook and cook
And of course, speak, speak, speak.
It's all right, in vain to look for a flaw.
This is the patch for all your wounds.
It is the image for your eyes.
My boy, this is your last chance.
Go with it down the aisle, down the aisle, down the aisle.

She had two friends. One loved her and brought her flowers. Another loved it and gave him money.

When a man meets a woman, everything can happen.

Women live memories. Men that they forget.

May not be for women more flour than a man who is so kind, so faithful, so loving, so unique and who does not expect any vows.

If a woman is head down - she has a lover. If a woman walks with her head held high - she has a lover. If a woman keeps her head straight - she has a lover. And in General, if a woman has a head, she has a lover!

Difficult people these woman!

- Why are you so angry at men? - Alice asked.
- I am sick and tired Nikitin, - said Svetlana. He's my co-author. Terribly muddled. And absent-minded - you have no idea what he's absent-minded! Yesterday for some reason bought a whole bouquet of roses. Brought to the laboratory. What do you think? Set absentmindedly on my Desk. Directly into my calculations! It's distracting! They smell!
- Maybe he put a bouquet on your table? - Alice asked.
- Then it's even worse! So he's mocking me.
- If not mocks? - Alice asked.
- How so?
- And if he likes you? - said Alice. And he wanted to please you.
- No! He knows that if you want to please me, fix the computer!

A woman firmly confident in its beauty, will be able in the end to convince others of it.

Be patient, Lisa, we women, and so may endure forever!