Connection ErrorBad RequestThis page went staleSession ExpiredSign in requiredForbiddenNot FoundToo Many RequestsServer ErrorBad GatewayService UnavailableGateway TimeoutHTTP Version Not Supported
Session Expired
Your session has expired. Please log in to continue.
Sign in required
You need an account to do that. Sign in or create one — it only takes a minute.
This page went stale
Your security token was rejected, usually because the page sat open too long or you signed in elsewhere. Nothing was saved. Reload the page and try again.
Request Failed
We encountered an issue while processing your request.
Please check your internet connection and try again.
I've always liked Iggypop's "In The Deathcar." I don't understand English well when listening, I only catch individual words, so I imagined all sorts of sad mysticism, which was dispelled one fine day when I searched for "song translation" on Google.
Roar-cow.
Dragoncat
Ctrl+alt+del, that very ctrl+alt+del, which made me laugh throughout yesterday's conference, made me cry into my pillow all night. Rarely do I feel SO much sympathy for characters. And even more rarely do I feel SO much sympathy for couples in love.
Crybaby, hot gutalin.
Pandora
I only remember two books that touched my, then childish, psyche: "The Cranes Are Flying" and "Ovod." I cried.
Crybaby, salty cucumber. It's lying on the floor, no one is eating it.