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[impromptu]

Тестов не вешаю сюда вообще, этот повесила, потому что заинтересовалась процессом. Там не зря написано - "Жмем на соответствующую кнопку"- Я бы точно иначе ткнула в кнопку "Мужчины", которая справа. Это такой дефект моска, наверное.

Жиголо-метр. Сколько вы стоите в постели? (Триникси)

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ВЫВОДЫ:
1) Час в постели со мной обойдется на 188.67% дороже среднего показателя по рынку.
2) Если бы у меня была такая зарплата на работе, то проработав всего 6.93 часов, я бы могла целый месяц отдыхать.

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Comments

[vuh-vuh.livejournal.com]

Да вот, по-поводу храпа: кто ж на работе спит? На работе пахать нада, да(за 500-то баксов в час!). И высшее образование каким, пардон, боком к постели приплели?

[(Anonymous)]

Вух,ну, что ты, что ты - а поговорить в промежутках? ты че?))) Вот и образование тебе.
Дык а партнер-то не на работе, он хочет, мож, вздремнуть тож. А тут ему вот такое жиголо будет рядом храпеть как мотоцикл. Ну?

[impudent-squaw.livejournal.com]

eto ya:)

[vuh-vuh.livejournal.com]

В промежутках лучше што-нить пожрать(но тока, чур, не курсуп!). Тады, кстате, и размер прелестей улучшаиццо. Главное, чавканьем спящего партнёра не разбудить(а то делиться придётся)

Вух, имейлом принесло- в тему:))

[impudent-squaw.livejournal.com]

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