These were the times of my tumultuous youth (not to be confused with today's times of unchangeable and experienced youth). Our friend got married and invited him to his wedding, alternatively frivolously, to his colleagues (including me in person), of whom many things could be said, but surely not that they are pouring behind the collar. And it happened.
Thundering Half-litre — Barman
The next day they were corrected, which is simply a chance for the tummy to fill it with something healthy. At specified a young age, it was adequate to get any sleep by noon, to eat something warm, to accept a fewer 50s and the full crew seemed to have recovered adequate to go in search of adventures to Kazimierz Dolny. Unfortunately, while traveling, the level of enthusiasm decreased, and the levels of aceticaldehyde in the blood increased, which any people endured better, others worse. The moods fell, and, oh, terrible, not everyone wanted to drink! And then 1 of the participants of the journey said memorable words to the neighbour sitting next to him: "You don't fucking drink with me? What can't I, can't I?! Then force yourself. What do you think? all minute I run to the toilet barf, but I drink!!! I'm sick, but I drink! I threw up all dinner! Something must have hurt me. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
I was so acquainted with the cases of a presidential candidate, and fortunately today, this office held, as described in the memorial book, erstwhile he wondered if it was an assassination, due to the fact that these women's hands were drooling and drooling, though they warned him to spare himself. But no, he insisted, and now he's thinking, alternatively of taking tox screens. In consequence to Batyr's suggestions, I'm going to skip my proposals, hoping that today, as president, he'll feel better, though I'd be more at ease if I got this message from his firm:
Maybe it would be worth it to calm the public if our junkie had a average stool today. I besides hope that Giertych's counsel will implement his plan to file a announcement to the D.A. on the anticipation of attempting to assassinate a presidential candidate. Let the D.A. examine and explain who he was in contact with and whose hands he was drooling, or who he was kissing at the time. Ass upa (telegenic understatement).
We're laughing here, and it's dangerous. fewer Poles treat charging their interlocutors with false accusations as a serious incident. Confessors say that breaking the commandment "do not steal" is the most repeated sin, and I speculate that it is only due to the fact that fewer Catholics treat the commandment "do not talk false evidence against their neighbor" as a sin. They do not take it into account at all in their conscience, or they may treat it as a lie. Unlike me, what at least 3 bloggers talking to me have late found out. It was on the basis of the fabricated accusations of the Law and Justice that came to power, and from the Polish bullshit the degenerates formed a sect that would die out alternatively than apologize for giving false evidence against their neighbor. Therefore, for the second time in this column, I will compose that I hope that Roman Giertych will actually study on the President's memories the anticipation of a crime of poisoning Nawrocki in a presidential run to force the prosecution to show whether there are grounds to believe that, or alternatively another PiSor by the Goebbels method is building a career on the most degenerative and criminal claims. By the way. Hammurabi's code provided for the death punishment for false accusation.
Just the woman with the juice.
I forgot: abrupt Welder Attack is the name of a punk band. I put it in the title not only due to Nawrocki's memories of vomiting (I hope that erstwhile he gets diarrhea, he will not describe it in detail, just a loose nomen omen message). This group erstwhile wrote a song about the suicide of an addict friend (Alley 6, Grave 4). And it doesn't substance if it was a actual communicative or literary fiction. In addition to describing the way to take the life of the character of the song, they went there to accuse themselves of contributing to this step of an ex-girlfriend who left the described boy. And I put myself in the position of an LSD drug addict who, as the text says, "was only calmed down erstwhile he smoked (marijuana)". You know what I would say to him if I were her? "Get a grip on yourself, man, go to rehab, and erstwhile you're sober, we can talk about what you truly are, without drugs," but you gotta have a minimum cognition of addiction. Usually, partners feel the effects of addiction, not full aware of what is causing them. They think an addict is just like that. Blaming a suicide partner of a female who saves herself from a junkie is not just a part of shit, it's a complete motherfucker! And for this peculiar woman, and for those who inactive face specified a decision. I don't know a case where individual starts drinking/ getting advanced due to a girl leaving. But I know cases of drug addicts who started drinking more after they divided due to the fact that they just didn't gotta pretend anymore. I besides know cases of unaddicted men who have accidentally abused addictive drugs, got sick and returned to average life due to the fact that vomiting is overrated.
