Break it. Auto-translated

Ban Wesker for not writing about his situation for the "Fail of the Week"...

and he turned out to be faster and banned you.

I'm sick...

...but since the doctor refused to give you a medical certificate, patients have to go to the institute.
I moderate the section on Disciplines...

...but you suddenly wake up. From the sound of your alarm clock.

I'm chatting with a guy on ICQ...

where only your posts are visible

uh... I'm writing...

P.S. even if I did (although I haven't been there, because we know how to recover without them), I would still go, because I need to... just three more days... I have to hold on)

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...without stopping, I'm learning how to drive a tank...

...training starts with riding a scooter...

I'm adjusting the clock...

Yeah. Pedestrians. Across the street. And coming towards me is the familiar psychiatrist. - Oh, sir, you're one of our cases!...

I'm waiting for spring...

...and winter suddenly jumps to summer, skipping spring.

I swim across the river...

...a rare bird will fly to the middle of the Dnieper.
I'm swimming in the pool...

...a collector for the city's sewage system, haha.

I feed the beasts...

...in general.
I'm trying to develop the Adepts section (anyone, please take a look at my efforts! 9 topics in 3 days!)...

...and then the Admin comes along and, with a flick of the wrist, deletes the entire section dedicated to Disciples.

I'm going to start practicing shooting with a crossbow.

...The coach said that the crossbow needs bolts. The ones bought at the hardware store don't fit – they are completely different. You don't know where to find a skilled craftsman who can make three dozen of these stupid, annoying little metal pieces, you fall into depression, and you no longer want to learn how to shoot a crossbow.

The antelope bends...

...and it breaks.
I'm going to sleep...