I don't like it, but you're talking in a pretty cool way here, so why would I impose my refined rules of communication on anyone?
Freedom of speech)) Don't like it?
You're wrong too) So what?
BUT YOU ARE WRONG TOO) AND NOTHING)
The fact that, unfortunately, you are sick - with a "flood addiction" or intolerance, or maybe something else - I haven't learned how to diagnose diseases yet.
And you also make incorrect conclusions based on who knows what.
I don't like the judicial reform, the regulations on capital, oligarchs, the low responsibility of officials and deputies.
The second part is called corruption. Do you naively think that it didn't exist before?
It's better than just eating and, excuse me, pooping...
Another great example, completely destroyed it.
If you want to breathe air, welcome to the Siberian forests. There's much more smoke now... And the way you rephrased it - a sick head doesn't let the hands rest)
I rephrased it normally, everything became clear.
Hello, VVZh!))
And are you too lazy to dig?) Lazy, and didn't provide proof...
I don't know who you meant by Sasha...
And that's good) It's a pity I can't say the same about you - is it fun to realize your importance in the flood?)
I'm flattered by the attention to my person - but I have no idea what your hobby is, and by the way, I'm not going to acquire this knowledge. And since I didn't tell you about it, where did you, poor thing, find this information - I hope you didn't get too tired looking.
"I chased you for three days to tell you that you don't matter to me" - wonderful, you even slightly amused me today.
Of course, a fair remark that you didn't tell me the information, however, as a GM of one of the mafias, I gave a clue about one of the elements of your profile, a link to some standalone blog. I spent two minutes on this atrocity, well, if you include choosing a song in Foobar and sipping tea from my wonderful cup. I found information about you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't think you were trying to hide it so much by highlighting the link to the site in your profile, as well as in your Vkontakte social network account! I'm sorry! I repent!
I remember that funny case when you deigned to inform me personally in ICQ that you absolutely don't care that I was lowering your BD units. It was written in about twenty messages, so there is no doubt about your words. Indeed, I repent, I'm sorry!
Will you stay for dinner? We have cast iron stuffed with sunflower seeds. I beg you, stay!
Except the ones we've made