Поломанный

When your day is long
And the night, the night is yours alone
When you're sure you've had enough
Of this life, well hang on
Don't let yourself go
'Cause everybody cries
And everybody hurts sometimes
Sometimes everything is wrong
Now it's time to sing along
When your day is night alone (Hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go (Hold on)
If you think you've had too much
Of this life, well hang on
Everybody hurts
Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts
Don't throw your hand, oh no
Don't throw your hand
If you feel like you're alone
No, no, no, you are not alone
If you're on your own in this life
The days and nights are long
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on
Well, everybody hurts sometimes
Everybody cries
Everybody hurts sometimes
And everybody hurts sometimes
So hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts

Бао порвали.

Во. Нажал. И сразу баян выскочил :

Пятница!

Жопа!

От восстания машин нас спасут тётки из бухгалтерии.
Вылезаешь из укрытия, видишь сломанный Скайнет и тётя Алевтина : «Я ничего не нажимала!»
(c)

А чё сёдня приснилось, я не скажу.

Всех с Днюхой!

А куда это вы моего кузена подевали?

Ба! Знакомые всё лица. :)