Stories about the chandelier and the man

Guys you are just not much rzhite yesterday, her husband finally persuaded to buy a crystal chandelier, doroguuuschuyu (six months hoarded). Let's go to the store, took a chandelier and on the wings of joy home, on the road snatched brandy (wash this thing). They sat down at the table, crashing 50 and then repeated, well, I say, and let Vasek still hang today, man languid, or cognac, or from my Happiness agreed. We put a chair on his stool, perched on my stool, and I made her hold. I stood watching my schastlivaya eagle from the ceiling casts (and for some reason he was in family trusnyakah), translating look below, and what I see - these cute panties egg rolled out, so I took the emotion and so lightly gave schelbanchika. My "proud eagle" as a flight from this overpass, along with a chandelier, which is chopped to pieces, and jumps to the remainder of chandeliers me jump. I thought I would kill, and he says -Blyat current pizdanulo, right up to the eggs came, well not death!

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