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the influence of the number of pairs on the body: 1. fatigue appears, attention and memory decrease; 2. coordination of movement is impaired, vision and speech deteriorate, nervous tics and nausea appear; 3. extreme irritability, hallucinations and delusions occur; 4. slow speech, trembling limbs, short periods of memory loss, strange behavior; 5. (17-year-old Gardner's record* set in 2014) fragmented thinking, indifference to everything, numbness.

Krovostok group against the backdrop of Yaroslavl judges

whiskey. it was a short test to see if you were an alcoholic or a hairdresser.

Police found two grams of persil powder from a resident of Ivanovo. In court, the attacker unsuccessfully tried to prove that it was ordinary cocaine.

-You are found guilty, your last word? -Comrade Judge, I have a hungry cat at home, there will be no one to feed it. -Why were you silent, you are completely justified

Every time a cheeky woman yells obscenities at a man, the little woman in her head runs from corner to corner and shouts “at least not everything”

To prove that the client was home alone, I want to provide the court with a printout of the client’s browser history! -I decided to confess to the murder.

-sucks! The storyline in mortal kombat x is so short! -What the fuck is the plot?

-As long as we remember a person, he is not dead. -The defense protest is rejected.

I took the wine from the store. I’m standing, choosing olives. the Gopnik security guard approaches. young man, you have a minute! I screw up my face from the series What the fuck? him: there is a minute left until 23.00 to buy alcohol! I immediately explode, jumping over the goods and rushing to the cash registers. he overtakes me - runs ahead - breaks through the road. At the checkout the line is parting: urgently! wine! cashier: oh, let me give it to you quickly - there’s only a minute left! just paid. Behind me, 2 people apart, there are guys with beer. cashier: oh my god. beer. they won't make it in time. gets up and shouts almost in panic: girls! punch the beer. 30 seconds left! This is what I call civil society.