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son, look, I made you a keychain, there were trinkets on your table

my handwriting depends on: my mood, the temperature in the office, the height of the table, lighting, attitude towards the teacher, the weight of the pen, the quality of the notebook paper. but not from me, no.

fashion sense like the table

St. Petersburg architects have designed a table for drinking on the embankments

this is for you from the ugly girls from the next table

break your brain

Can you imagine, you turn on the TV now, and there is Yeltsin on all channels: the experiment is over, you understand! and slamming his fist on the table. and immediately raves, heroin, lads, shooters, mtv, dollar for 6 rubles, royal alcohol, kukuruku waffles and muzoboz with Ivan Demidov shows you camouflage clips! missed me?