I was going to visit my older sister, she called me and said, "I am in the clinic, as soon as you come - put up to cook potatoes."

While I drove from the platform to the house, I called my niece — she was ten at the time — and asked, “Do you know how to clean the cardboard?” He answers something like, well... I didn’t have my children at the time, in addition, at that age I already cleaned potatoes on a constant basis, so that answer convinced me quite well, and I told my niece to proceed with the task.

I come in 15 minutes - she opens the door to me all in tears, hands cut - in blood and dirt (I didn't wash the potatoes), in the trash - cleaning the thickness of the fingers, and lies a single potato - the size of a ping pong ball.

She regretted her niece, of course, then taught her to use a knife. And now this case is always remembered to laugh.

And I just went on a date =) after which there was no second either:

In the process of communication there was a conversation about romance... The girl asked me the question: Basyan, what is romance for you?

I: Dinner, the road going to the horizon, I’m on a motorcycle...

The girl behind you hugging you.

Why a girl? O_O

I have four children, and like many, children sometimes come at night and say, “Dad, I have a monster under my bed.” We love animals, dogs, cats and many other cute creatures. I think cats or dogs could laugh under the bed at night and scare a child with a rich imagination. I once said to my daughter, "We have an empty cage, we would have some more life to bring home. You said, “What kind of monster you live there... Let’s catch it!” For a couple of nights in a row, she honestly tried to notice him to tell me, but in the morning she was upset that she could not find the monster.

Xxx: I'm sorry for the off-top, but are the family quarrels of the wizards happening with the involvement of truffles or magic sticks?



Yyy: Magic sticks and magic holes.

In the 90s, when my father was paid a wage at the factory with some unnecessary products, my mother began to tie shirts, hats, sweaters and wore to sell on the market. At first, just by hand, standing at the entrance, then opened IP and rented an official seat. Then, in addition to his, woven products, began to take clothes for resale from his acquaintance. Then she began to drive for this clothes to major wholesale markets. Then began to carry large wholesale batches for other Ipshniks. Thus, for 30 and a little years, on her hobby, she raised the whole family, bought an apartment for the children, and arranged a home for the soul.

I go home from Moscow by train. I sit at the window. A man and a woman aged 40 are in front of me.

A man takes a huge suitcase on the wheels and puts it right above me on the upper shelf. Half of the suitcase hangs from the shelf. The further dialogue:

I: Man, take your suitcase off the shelf, it’s dangerous.

M: We have no place in our feet to put him, people walk side by side, nothing will happen to him on top, where do I put him?

I: Well, if you are so sure, move him closer to you from me, so that he does not fall on my head.

Q: Girl you are so interesting, and he thinks that should fall on my husband's head or me?

A ten-second scene, a passing conductor begins to argue, a worcha man removes the suitcase.

Here, while a conductor stands next to it, another man with a child comes in. A couple of villages in their place. The woman suggested: since you are still late (before leaving another 10 minutes), sit down on the free seats, we have already unloaded things and top clothes.

The man who has tickets to these places says: if we were late, the train would have left, here is not a show in the theater, free the seats.

The spouses blow, deliberately pull the rubber, gather like turtles. Eventually, they leave with shaken faces. It turned out that their seats were side-by-side, which were cheaper.

A foreign horse always eats less and paws deeper.

At the enterprise, a man worked as a tractorist on the K-700 (healthy tractor with large wheels). When the men gathered in the smoker, he came and fired a cigarette with the words: "That's mine in the cabin, and go high."
One day one of the workers goes into the smoking room and begins to feed everyone with cigarettes. Accordingly, the tractorist is like this: "I will take, or I will go high." The guy replies to him, "Of course, take as much as you want, I am not lazy, I slept."

Everyone is very surprised that I do not smoke or drink, they ask why, and I answer, "So it went, brother, I contacted a good company in my youth, and then it went: high school, university, normal work."