A MADMAN DOESN'T UNDERSTAND THAT BIRDS ARE THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN LIFE.
Remove your foot from the capsule.
И пока в кармане пачка милкиуэйев - значит все не так уж плохо на сегодняшний день
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A MADMAN DOESN'T UNDERSTAND THAT BIRDS ARE THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN LIFE.
Good job, guys, excellent work with Wistrit. Now you need to do the same, but in reverse with me. I want to see what the maximum number of golden birds looks like!
Honestly, I don't understand the point. Maybe Vissi left?
One young dragon learned that a Zen Master had settled in the mountains, which he had long considered his territory. Choosing the right moment, he flew to the Master to ask him about the meaning of life, Enlightenment, and all that. Because, like any dragon, he loved to ask tricky questions and eat those who couldn't answer them.
The Master, for starters, invited the dragon to have dinner with him, serving roasted pheasant, which there were plenty of under the nearby tree. The dragon breathed fire and roasted (more than) one bird. When there was nothing left of the meal, not even the bones, the Master wiped his greasy fingers with the ash and sand left over from the tree and said:
"You gave this bird a part of your energy. A part of it has now become a part of you, replenishing your kundalini. To understand the essence of this, as well as to comprehend creation from destruction, the cycle of time, and the eternal question of the meaning of what is contained in this question, you have already done the main thing - you have seized luck in my person - in the person of your Zen Teacher. But in order to grow spiritually, you must first renounce the material. Give away these birds, of which there are still plenty here, and then you will achieve Enlightenment."
I want to see what the maximum number of golden birds looks like!
Thank you to everyone who contributed, believed, waited, and prayed for the success of the operation! This is truly an amazing event; humanity doesn't reach such milestones every day, but when it happens, perhaps once in a hundred years, the greatest pride rises from the depths of our hearts, shining brighter than hundreds of thousands of festive lights. Hallelujah.