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When you really feel sorry for mammoth
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When I was three months pregnant, one night I somehow remembered "song of the mammoth". I lay and warbled a melody, the tears from his eyes and rolled. Came to mind before the text and started crying harder than ever.
The husband looked at me in complete shock, not knowing what happened. Turns out he thought I have a stomach ache or I went into labor suddenly. And I was sitting on the bed and roared so that the Koreans with their tantrums over the death of Kim Jong-Il never dreamed of. When, a little calmer, I told my husband about the reason for my sobs to calm down I had him. He laughed so that the walls shook. But right until the moment I began to cry again. Very much I felt hurt that her husband mammoth is not a pity...
via pikabu.ru/story/okh_uzh_yeti_gormonyi_4885160
When I was three months pregnant, one night I somehow remembered "song of the mammoth". I lay and warbled a melody, the tears from his eyes and rolled. Came to mind before the text and started crying harder than ever.
The husband looked at me in complete shock, not knowing what happened. Turns out he thought I have a stomach ache or I went into labor suddenly. And I was sitting on the bed and roared so that the Koreans with their tantrums over the death of Kim Jong-Il never dreamed of. When, a little calmer, I told my husband about the reason for my sobs to calm down I had him. He laughed so that the walls shook. But right until the moment I began to cry again. Very much I felt hurt that her husband mammoth is not a pity...
via pikabu.ru/story/okh_uzh_yeti_gormonyi_4885160
