Aeroflot Moscow-Tyumen regular night flight. Preparing for take-off, the stewardesses make a joke about emergency exits, seat belts and oxygen masks, passengers have zero attention, because most are already cut off. The fact that the captain of the ship did not communicate with the passengers before the take-off, of course, nobody paid attention. We sit in Tyumen, the plane begins to brake, and here a pleasant female voice is heard from the speakers:
- Dear passengers, says the ship's captain Natalia Gagarin, our aircraft landed at the Roshino airport of the city of Tyumen, local time...., temperature.... and so on.
In the cabin began to spread dissatisfied male outcry: “If I knew that the pilot was a woman, I would never sit down!” "", "what silly!", "this should be immediately warned!" and so on. The plane rushes to the parking lot, and the dissatisfied outcry is already replaced by thoughtful phrases: "no, well, they were flying well...", "and sat gently...", "men, and she even parked normally!and "
See also Natalia Gagarin.

Take your mom in the hole! What a Frenchman the hell knows how many years ago our girls wrapped the boxes to carry, what he complained about in space, and sent. I need to move the closet. But a naphira? If Seroga’s husband+neighbor was chasing for spilled beer much more efficiently? and faster. A child I and 20 kilograms of weight can lift, and even carry, but not for a long time, and not sleeping.For small missing, but already heavy children, special devices for carrying have been invented. A bag of potatoes will be delivered. Do you want to help the girl pull the box? Therefore, it is inappropriate to irritate the weak sex. Speak straight - we are weak, weak, we cannot lift anything heavier than a glass. Women can do it themselves. The question is, who is the weak sex?

When Usain Bolt is late on the bus, he is waiting for him at the next stop.

I have a story under two shit.
I had to rest, go to the bushes to write, cut off both legs with bottle pieces buried in the sand, apparently in order to punish people like me.
My friend, a gentle fairy who even gave a beach bag to a man, touched me to the campsite on the back. All my 60 kg! Like partisans in movies, honest word.
Nothing fell out and did not fall out, except one phrase "I and vodka can drink, and I can collect the closet, only why all know about it?"

My ex has left me a persistent hatred for blondes with straight hair.
I wonder what color men have their hair. The color of the furniture. Like a cat’s hair.

I work in SanTechResource on the street of the Investigators. So funny when you answer by phone "SanTechResource Intelligence". Immediately such spies appear with fittings, dispatch keys, bar circuits, measuring the diameter of enemy pipes.

My younger sister is either from nature, or from the specificity of education, little fucking. On the one hand, she is a late child, on the other hand, she is the only child of the father. They kiss in pop, they walk in circles. Given that most of the time I lived abroad, or in other cities (work, study), I learned about many of its drives by chance. One day when I came to visit, I poured tea into her cup (oh, horror) after which she just threw it out, as unsuitable, and most likely wildly contagious. The apophagia came when she gave me her headphones, because I took them in my hands and put them on the table from the box. Apparently after that she’s crazy. ppc

Ogo stated:

There are many beautiful grandmothers. But with them no normal man will create a family.

Do you consider yourself normal? Sorry, guy, but such cockroaches like yours need to be taken to the museum as extremely rare and special.

All very simple. There are many beautiful grandmothers. But with them no normal man will create a family. Beautiful and decent at the weight of gold in square. They marry people who don’t look like models.

Cool, but what do you do then that the grandmothers are lazy, fat and with cellulite, if the beautiful women do not marry?

Every time I see the link of the preamble, I think of a terribly sad fable, standing alone in the side, with tears in the eyes looking at the preamble and repeating with a bitter whisper - "What is this?" How could you change me? She does not exist, only I. I am! The Real! Why God? It is a falsehood!"
And the insidious ambulancy, with an echo, triumphantly looks at the fable and declares with all its appearance - "on my side all the illiteracy of the world! You will soon be forgotten, and crowds of degrading individuals will sing out my name in ecstasy!

When a person hurts us, most likely he himself is deeply unhappy. Happy people do not hang in the rows, do not quarrel in the transport, do not gossip about colleagues. Happy people in a different reality. It does not matter to them.
be happy )

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Today I brought a collection of works by Jack London and three volumes of Azimov. I am happy

Do you claim that you did not report the loss of your credit card because the thief spent much less than your wife?

It is so, your honor.

So why did you report now?

The card was found by the thief’s wife.

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I am here, all wanted to ask the experts - is it safe in the socket?

Here is the answer to the question where the missing pair of socks are going.

Talk to your wife during dinner.
I: So great, we don’t even quarrel with you today :-)
Wife: Yes, I just don’t have the strength.

Ohhhhhhhh Who knows what viruses are launched under the casper?
Oh wow. Wind starts up there.

Such, forgive gods, girls, in those days their own brothers were beaten to death.

Do you have anything against such fools? Only against women?

Are you afraid of a three-meter tower to jump?

How nothing to do. My grandfather in the village was even bigger, so I jumped with her a hundred times.



Lying was incredibly stupid, but I couldn’t stop it. There was indeed a tower in the village, but it was so old that the adults were afraid to go into it, not to jump into the water. And most importantly, I never jumped into the water from it or any other tower.



So go jump!

“Yes, it’s easy,” I said, realizing that I’m crossing a line for which there is no return. Nobody loves Vruins, and cowards - overwhelmingly.

As much as I could, depicting the negligence of walking, on my bending legs, I approached the tower and slowly, with a cheerful smile on my shaken face, walked up. At that moment, I was only thinking of what a fool I was, and that I would have to move my hand to the boys, to show how I wasn’t afraid at all. But the hands categorically did not want to break off the armor, so it was only to smile. When I went upstairs and saw the water of the pool from an unusual perspective, I realized that if I thought for a second about whether to jump or not, I would stay here forever, so I quickly approached the edge and fell down with a soldier. While I was flying, I had a thousand times promised myself never to lie again, and then hard water embraces interrupted my skull.



Nothing, you can do it! I heard it coming out of the water. And there was not a drop of delight in these words, although I had enough of what was blowing in my shower.

- It's a pity that the tower is low, or I would show you a class, - I broke out and I realized that you can't cure some diseases at once.