Xxx: People have Soviet stereotypes about the AUTOVAZ today. A bunch of acquaintances clothes Vesta with whores, although they have never even sat in them, they just say, say, shit. Mol solaris is better, and the vest should cost 300 thousand, not more.

Yyy: I was sitting in the police station, feeling not very much.

Zzzz: In the police - yes. But if you take off the bracelets and pull out a bottle of champagne from the backdoor, then the car for your money is great!

Xxx: Sometimes you try to talk to a person appealing to logic, bringing generally accepted facts, argue with iron arguments. But this is the main mistake, the opponent is not necessarily like you are stuck with logic and common sense. Therefore, it happens that you waste your energy and time building a causal relationship, and in response you get something in the style of "flies are not crocodiles, because in the north they love sausages." Therefore, being an educated person, respecting my own and the opponent's time, I immediately move on to insults, or this hatred is stupid.

XXX: How did these 30 year old virgins get? Is it so hard to take off the ass of the dot and go out with friends? Oh yeah, the dogs and the other series games have no friends (((

Shut up, my mommy sympathizes.



YYY: I am right now standing on the street.

It is cold here, fucking.

But your plan doesn’t seem to work.

So far no one has given me.

I continue to observe.



XXX: They say there need to talk to someone, but I didn’t check.



YYY: It does not work.

I talked to the gardener.

It is cold.

No one has given it before.

They buried Twitter and broke two Runets.

I work on the acceptance and issuance of orders in the service center for the repair of audio equipment. We work with customers on trust: that is, took the device, looked at it, said the cost of repair, and if the customer agrees - repair, when issuing we demonstrate working capacity, take money, write a receipt with a guarantee. The scheme is quite functional, but for no less than 20 years in six of our workshops (previously there were so many) there were several unpleasant cases: three times the customer refused to pay for the repairs made and left, and recently paid six thousand instead of the agreed eight.
Last week it happened again. He delivered a set of vintage preamplifiers, amplifiers and record losers. The preemptor we repaired him, the loser was prevented, the amplifier was correct. By phone agreed on 5+2 thousand for everything. I came to pick up: I connected everything to him, showed him how it works, he himself checked, says, everything is fine. While I was writing the receipt, he raised the forks from the roofs, picked up the whole structure from the table and was about to leave. I said to him, “What about money?In response to “What kind of money?” and turns to leave, loudly adding, “Well, bring me to court.”
While I thought about what to answer, or rather accepted another fool encountered on the way and thought about the transition to prepayment (it is to write long, the thoughts blurred for a second or two), the thunder of the player who fell on the tiled floor, and behind him and the preamplifier, which the player pulled behind.
I look at the sockets and see that idiot confused the forks, and instead of the player turned off my column, and when he took two steps, the cable stretched and the player fell, pulling out the preamp that was underneath it.
From the damage I was able to notice a broken toner, split into 4-5 pieces of the cover and its broken fixation from the body, and the preamp has a decently woven front left corner and broken glass of the front panel.
He began to scream that it was me specifically, which I quietly pointed to the camera directed just at us, after which he also quietly approached the door, opened it and stood waiting for him, crawling on the floor, to collect his remains and clean up.

The rise in prices has not slowed down.
They decided to slow down Twitter.