Smoking Owl and Dazzla & Return Sakboy

Owl – a female female living in Moscow 26 years old. Sometimes adequate ©
Likes to drink for deprivation of virginity with crests and still could not find the answer to the main question of the universe.

Dazzl – a crest of an unknown nationality named Vitaly, 22 years old, a smoker who quit smoking. Presumably shit (loves Marvel films). Accused Mr. Blum of cheating and moral pidd. As it turned out – for the matter.

Sakbo-who returned to the chicken after a long absence of a prodigal father, doctor, man-sobs)))

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Mass killings, the use of chemical weapons and much more are allowed. Everything except fixes and anime.

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Hello to all old))) all the new ones too, I look enough of them here))) how are you doing here, that the new one is generally happening?)))

Sobsno, the final part of the trilogy “Ministers of the Democratic Republic of Krakiye and where they live”.

Day fourth – final. Having arrived again, in half an hour, your humble servant settled down on a captive chair, hoisted the triangle lying nearby and began to study the reports at the seventh move: the country rolled into shit no longer any steps there, but a real kubarom. Another, in the impressive suit to reduce friction.

Our country of universal prosperity came close to the time when the population growth exceeded the growth of production facilities, and therefore, the state could no longer support the overstated standard of living. There was only one way out – to introduce martial law, take the case into your authoritarian hands and make inhuman victims.

After a certain amount of time, the rest of the independentcasinosites.co.uk/ ministers pulled themselves up, making me in such painful thoughts. Having shown the cabinet our current situation and gloomily declaring that it is pointless to argue with the numbers, and it is better to give the reins of government to me – I crossed my arms over my chest, pushed the triangle on my forehead and artistically snapped the leaf on the table. After a short meeting and arguments in the style of “they fuck faster than we manage to feed them,” the ministers agreed with my arguments.

The Minister of Industry gave me the brought aircraft glasses, the Minister of Energy with the Minister of the Population dorred a couple more wreaths with the stars on the triangle, and the Minister of Agriculture expressed unquestioning support in the course I chosen.

Changing the clearly and incompetent and inconvenient costume of the minister to a more familiar and free quilted jacket of an authoritarian dictator, El-Komandante began his shock therapy. Ignoring the prayers and praying the eyes of the Minister of Population, the rations were cut in half. Without listening to the threats of the Minister of Electric power industry, all free resources were redirected to industry. Dand that of the attacks by the pen of the Minister of Industry and its attempts to twist my brush, the releases of goods for the population were reduced. Shock therapy has begun.

The next move, the country faced the forced consequences – a wild recession of GDP, leaning mortality, high birth rate, and falling production efficiency. But the wise El Komandante planned everything and high fertility from a fall in the standard of living was compensated by wild mortality from hunger. Low productivity of goods was leveled by pre -purchased resources.

Five years later, the country saw a jump of 30% of its GDP. More than all of its existence. The volume of industry has increased in three in ten years. Energy grew like yeast. The authority of El-Komandante has become an unsinkable. No more disputes and alternative points of view. Only the only true, correct and unmistakable opinion of the leader.

By the end of the game, the predicted volume of goods was 60,000 goods. For comparison: four moves before, during ineffective control, the spray cargo produced only 7 thousand. And the richest and most industrial development of the country [Indochina] produced by the end of the game only 40,000 goods. Unfortunately, the time to implement the long-playing strategy of El Comandantont did not have time, and by the time the results of the results of the Krakzhiy was still a backward country, but with the most powerful industrial base in the world.

Putting the triangle aside and returning the aviation glasses to its owner, El-Komandante resigned the powers of the dictator and, in general, was pleased with his pastime. In addition to the valuable experience of the conviction of people in their absolute and unshakable rightness, the contact details of the ministers were also obtained for further fees to something similar [or not very], in addition, a fist was received from one of the ministers who offers to draw up a company in the next day off and go together at the evening-Near concert of live music.

Well, and I promised to lay out a consolidated table in order to evaluate the scale of the data with which it was necessary to work:

I am a happy unnecessor in the racer and thank God, but the reference is some kind of so wretched shit contains that I have a small response statement.

Dania! I may be an asshole, but I am at least not a notorious oily amyba on a round -the -clock advanced suction of a worst author’s personality cult. I always said that I think, and did not lick anyone with pictures or texts. And you loudly pulled the right opinion into your pedrille club at the right time, which the hammering of the hamsters (and not only) smacking you have sucked, but not so loud that I heard about it. And then with a smile took my instructions and attempts to justify your appointment before smokers. After all this, a wretched mockery is seen a post about the return of my honor, and the vast majority of the likes there can safely go back to the ass of those who put them, who did not know either me or my story on SG. It is a pity that I did not see this all before, when the answer there would be relevant and appropriate. I don’t know how unhappy you are, but I hope your current situation is at least a little corrected. Because otherwise the reasons for the existence of such a small worm is difficult for me to imagine.

There is a suspicion that you met this man, so far, you seem to have an avatar drawn by my hand, and he somehow actively actively on blogs at the time when Adovo was active in I.
In any case, Andrei actively active on blogs in the already bearded years, he actively active in Skype Conductions. It was a good guy, friendly, kind. Actually, at some point he began to call himself Batman. In Skype, here and blah blah blah. I think, according to gifts in the profile, it is noticeable that they turn to him, like Batman.
Why is the dead, I think, obviously. He died in December 2014. And the tse is quite sad, because he was my good friend, eh.

Feng, it was a CGK ZBS. Apart from technical jambs – I did everything in beauty (and the jambs were insignificant, I was drawing), and the questions of the norms and the players kept in the hedgehog mittens. Continue in the same spirit ^_ ^
P.S. The punishment I proposed to my acquaintances. The chat went straight = 3

Yes pi%dec, jeans must be changed.

How are you? Like a daughter?

“Hello, with you Stopgame and before analyzing flights \ Video review \ retrosis \ difficulties of translations, I want to advise the most honest bookmaker 1 Xbet”
And this cool phrase will be at the beginning and at the end of the streams. And you can upgrade the dick assessment. “One Xbet is amazing” or “one Xbet commendable”. I don’t understand why Kungur and Rinat stopped only at the news. Money can be rowed with a shovel. Azino also has a fucked clip, why not let it go at the beginning of all video materials.

Lord, you even managed to translate such a subja into the plane of “I”, “my personality” and “my psychological problems”.