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#913
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...I'm setting a record for myself...
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#915
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...completely by chance, I met some guys with iron bats and frantically started banging my head against them. Then I tore my clothes, gave the guys my cell phone and money. After that, I quietly lay down and, smiling, waited for an ambulance...

Now I'm drinking tea with delicious pastries...
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
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#916
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...after the hundredth cup of tea, you suddenly see one cookie come to life and say to you: Vistri... Vistri!.. Eat me, please!!!!! Without much thought, you eat it, not even noticing that it was in the shape of your hand)

I gnaw on a pencil...

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
#917
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...And soon you realize that there is nothing left to gnaw on: the entire pencil has been eaten.

I jump out of a plane with a parachute...
O God of Earth and Altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.


G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal
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#918
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...from the closet.
Went online...
Только храбрый может признать свою ошибку и только сильный попросить за нее прощения.
Для дурака-поражение.
Для умного-победа.
Для мудрого-мир.
Мы в ответе за тех кого приручили.("Маленький принц")
От куда мы пришли?Куда свой Путь вершим?
В чем смысл нашего Бытья?Он нам не постижим.
О сколько чистых душ под колесом лазурным.
Сгорели в пепел в прах...А где скажите дым?(Гиясаддин Абу-ль-Фатх Омар ибн Ибрахим аль-Хайям Нишапури).
Путник по путям вечности в поисках истины.
#919
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...forever...

I'm on the phone...
O God of Earth and Altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.


G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal
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#920
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Competing with myself!
Trying to overcome my own limitations...
Тому, кто сражается с монстрами, нужно сильно постараться, чтобы самому не превратиться в монстра.
Клан "Вершители Асхана" - "Masters of Ashan"
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#921
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Suddenly, I decided to play chess with myself, but the opponent knows all your moves in advance... this won't last long. I'm blushing...
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
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#922
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Of course! Pour a bucket of red paint on someone's head, and anyone will turn red. Smoking...
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#923
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...whittled wooden sticks.

I spit out the unappetizing sauce...

P.S. By the way, here's another option of what might fall on your head :)
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
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#924
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... vertically upwards.

I'm relaxing, half-lying on the sofa with a beer, and watching football.
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#925
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Here, Dasha Bukina runs in and drags it upwards...
I click on the "send quick reply" key...
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#926
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HeroesWorld
Your message is too short. It must be at least 10 characters long.
Relaxing, lying on top of something with Dasha and a beer, watching football.
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#927
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...the power went out, you spilled beer on Dasha, and she got offended and went home to watch "Dom-2."
Listening to Queen...
Только храбрый может признать свою ошибку и только сильный попросить за нее прощения.
Для дурака-поражение.
Для умного-победа.
Для мудрого-мир.
Мы в ответе за тех кого приручили.("Маленький принц")
От куда мы пришли?Куда свой Путь вершим?
В чем смысл нашего Бытья?Он нам не постижим.
О сколько чистых душ под колесом лазурным.
Сгорели в пепел в прах...А где скажите дым?(Гиясаддин Абу-ль-Фатх Омар ибн Ибрахим аль-Хайям Нишапури).
Путник по путям вечности в поисках истины.
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#928
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...here comes a crowd of angry HeroesWorld users shouting that they can no longer spoil everything that starts with "listening"... but you didn't listen to anything anyway
stretching...