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Purely New Year's? and got a better answer
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Thank you, honey?
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Thank you, dear.
Thank you, dear.
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Ha ha.
Ha ha.
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Just super! LOL!
Just super! LOL!
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The Snow Maiden wakes up in the morning and says to Santa Claus: WHAT DO I HAVE FULL TROUBLES OF CONFIDENTY? He answers: THEN YOU WERE STRIPTING DANCING AT A CHILDREN'S PRIZE!
The Snow Maiden wakes up in the morning and says to Santa Claus: WHAT DO I HAVE FULL TROUBLES OF CONFIDENTY? He answers: THEN YOU WERE STRIPTING DANCING AT A CHILDREN'S PRIZE!
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write it again.
write it again.
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is that last year's matinee story? Yeah. You can't avoid that in Russia.
is that last year's matinee story? Yeah. You can't avoid that in Russia.
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it's funny, I'll tell it to my friends, thanks for making me smile, it was kinda boring.
it's funny, I'll tell it to my friends, thanks for making me smile, it was kinda boring.
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hilarious. You'll have to write again!
hilarious. You'll have to write again!
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pure New Year's Eve, that's for sure.
pure New Year's Eve, that's for sure.
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It's a little boring, but it's fun.
It's a little boring, but it's fun.
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Great, but rude. Another good New Year's Eve - Santa Claus gathers the kids around and asks: -Well, kids, which one of you wants to go to the tree, slowly tying a rope to a branch: And another: New Year's Eve, evening, 10 hours. Orphanage - boarding school for disabled orphans and cripples: The holiday is tortured, everyone is waiting for gifts, because they give them only once a year. Children are not allowed to go to the Christmas tree before 12 o'clock. The festive table and the Christmas tree with presents is separated by a 100-meter corridor. The clock struck 12! The dishes clattered, the earth shook, a mad herd of children rushed to the tree - on crutches, in a wheelchair, without eyes, deaf - all striving for the presents. A girl without arms and legs tops the horde, deftly moving as a fish helping herself with her teeth! She crawls up to the tree: Hurray, I'm the first, I can choose the best present! Tearing open the beautiful box - Ugh, it's the bouncers again!:::
Great, but rude. Another good New Year's Eve - Santa Claus gathers the kids around and asks: -Well, kids, which one of you wants to go to the tree, slowly tying a rope to a branch: And another: New Year's Eve, evening, 10 hours. Orphanage - boarding school for disabled orphans and cripples: The holiday is tortured, everyone is waiting for gifts, because they give them only once a year. Children are not allowed to go to the Christmas tree before 12 o'clock. The festive table and the Christmas tree with presents is separated by a 100-meter corridor. The clock struck 12! The dishes clattered, the earth shook, a mad herd of children rushed to the tree - on crutches, in a wheelchair, without eyes, deaf - all striving for the presents. A girl without arms and legs tops the horde, deftly moving as a fish helping herself with her teeth! She crawls up to the tree: Hurray, I'm the first, I can choose the best present! Tearing open the beautiful box - Ugh, it's the bouncers again!:::
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respect.
respect.
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Ooooh, we melted like that snow maiden too. Thanks!
Ooooh, we melted like that snow maiden too. Thanks!
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On the subject of New Year's Eve, evaluate. New Year's Eve. Africa. Zambezi. Hungry, swollen negro children wander everywhere in search of food. Starving mothers scavenge for crumbs of bread for their children. And suddenly, the heavens open! Santa Claus comes down in a fancy new year sleigh pulled by thoroughbred horses. Children open their mouths in amazement and ask: Who are you, Grandpa? He answers: I, children, am Santa Claus, the almighty good Santa. I've come to give the children presents, sweets and fun! Having scalded the racers with a whip Santa Claus flies off into the sky again. Children: Where are you going, good Santa, but what about the promised presents? Santa Claus: And those who ate badly in the past year, gifts are not granted!
On the subject of New Year's Eve, evaluate. New Year's Eve. Africa. Zambezi. Hungry, swollen negro children wander everywhere in search of food. Starving mothers scavenge for crumbs of bread for their children. And suddenly, the heavens open! Santa Claus comes down in a fancy new year sleigh pulled by thoroughbred horses. Children open their mouths in amazement and ask: Who are you, Grandpa? He answers: I, children, am Santa Claus, the almighty good Santa. I've come to give the children presents, sweets and fun! Having scalded the racers with a whip Santa Claus flies off into the sky again. Children: Where are you going, good Santa, but what about the promised presents? Santa Claus: And those who ate badly in the past year, gifts are not granted!