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	Michael (root) Написано:02.11.2011 The american president asks: 'Who wrote "like" on the button in the Basket ball?'
	Michael (root) Написано:19.06.2011 Money can buy happiness, but the taxes are killing me.
	Michael (root) Написано:12.04.2011 A healthy relationship between me and the food is a relationship in which I am eating the food and it does not run.
	Michael (root) Написано:21.03.2011 In Bulgarian we call the toilet a "closet" (phonetically at least), which doesn't mean that a Bulgarian will pee in the wrong place if you let him or her in your house. Many western authors painted a (wrong) rude and savage portrait of the Bulgarians, but they are very very wrong - Bulgarians are not like Borat, they know full-well how to behave, they just don't feel like it most of the time.
	Michael (root) Написано:20.12.2010 A conversation on the radio with the bomb squad: "How is it going?" "It exploded!" "What? How? You said it was a fake bomb?" "Yeah, and it was a fake explosion." "Oh! So, you are all good then, yes?" "Yes, yes I am OK, but my partner is faking death." 1 Гласове