I went out at night and went to sleep. Approximately 12 days:

Is this Alexey 56?

Yes Yes

Do you own a brand N car?

Yes Yes

Your son in a drunken state committed an accident and entered the bus at the address: Orenburg, N Street, intersection between N and NN houses.

Why did he not call me? Can I talk to him?

He gave his phone in the pledge that he will not hide from the place of the accident, and himself is afraid to call.

What do you want?

Seventy thousand. Translate to map.

Not a lot?

and no. The injuries are small, but he is drunk. And this is deprivation of rights, a fine of 30 thousand and a criminal case. Okay, let’s get 50, the son said you have that money.

well well

Now I’ll send you a SMS with your number, translate it there.



I close my eyes and try to fall asleep. SMS is coming. I ignore. Ten minutes later, she says: If you don’t transfer money within five minutes, we’ll call GIBDD.



I turn off the phone. and call. I have no son at all, ladies and gentlemen.

My daughter has been to the dentist three times, she is 5 years old. At one even mention of this doctor, she had an absolutely inadequate hysteria and tears of grim. The fact is that for the first time our grandmother took her for treatment and made a number of mistakes. Instead of leaving the reception, she almost forcibly put her in a chair and held her while trying to cure her tooth. Fuck the Truth? (Al my grandmother is quite normal and loves her granddaughter very much.) This is a prehistory...

I thought for a long time what to do with this phobia. We watched videos of how the teeth were treated, the teeth were treated with all the toys, we talked about what and why the doctor would do, even once I went to the extremes and tried to bribe the child, everything was useless. And the doctors were mega kind and patient, who tried to play, talk, show their instruments. I came to the idea that I needed a positive experience and a pleasant association with the doctor. What do all children love? Gifts and when they are praised! I told my daughter in advance that we are going to the dentist, and there is a competition (for her challenge, she loves the word 😁) for the most brave patient, and the main prize for the whole day in the amusement park. Her reaction was not as I expected. She cried and panicked. “I’m not going, I’m afraid!” I thought it was a fiasco. But after half an hour, she herself said that we were going to the dentist and right now would be desirable. and #128514;

The next morning, I handed over the diploma to the doctor in advance, asked to play me. I was very worried that it would not go according to plan. For example, she would still sneeze and even later be more upset that she didn’t win, and she would get some little toy instead of entertainment.

Everything went according to plan! She sat quietly, opened her mouth, tolerated when she was hurt. I was upset with my daughter. And the doctor was good, solemnly handed out the certificate and type tickets for the attractions (previously printed them in the printing).

This is how the desire to get to the amusement park defeated the fear of the dentist! And formed positive emotions on the dentist.

Wealthy power is simply not given to anyone, it has to be laid out for 33 years.

“Don’t be angry with your neighbors before you sell your house” or “80th-level trolling from Americans.”

She lived in a small American town, many of which are scattered on the map, an ordinary family - Mom, Dad and a couple of early teenage obultus. They lived quietly in their “living society” (HOA for those who knew, the “living cooperative” with its rules, plugs and turmoil), did not touch anyone and did not light up much.

Once a year in the spring, they opened their garage, rolled out their barrel on the trail in front of the house, with which the garage was closed a little less than entirely, and did general cleaning. And they would continue to do so quietly to this day if no new neighbors settled in the house opposite.

The first thing they had to do in their house was to have a cool repair, and after a short time they suddenly decided that the house would have to be sold and go on - to look for new happiness. We exhibited the house for sale in the spring, and then the general cleaning of the neighbors was done.

And here the Cold Neighbor (CS) in anger appears on the doorstep of the house and begins to sink with claims, that, say, have broken up here a hoodie, redneki edakie, his barrachlo, whose place has long been on the laundry, placed in front of the house, as in a Gypsy camp, and to us, by the way, serious people look at the house come and want to buy - and how can I sell them in advance, when there is such a laundry on the other hand? Well, they cleaned everything quickly inside and did not spoil the aesthetic appearance of the community, reducing the cost of my house, until I found the right to all and wrote the necessary statements...

The family would be happy to try, and the CS is already carrying big, say, all the houses you have here are small, we have done normal repairs for a lot of money, we want to earn a lot when selling, and you are here to ruin all the raspberries with your mess.

The family kicked their heads, pulled the barrel into the barrel, the children's bicycles were removed from the door, and the lawn was made an extraordinary haircut. And this would end the story, but when Ostapa has already suffered, he obviously won’t stop. Therefore, the head of the family found a terrible letter from a residential association a couple of days later, where he was promised all kinds of punishments for the violation of the appearance and grass a centimeter longer than according to the GOST. And, as if the neighbors are not mentioned anywhere, but it is immediately clear where the wind blows so sharply for the first time in the long years of life in the house.

And the housewife hid a quiet redneckovsky anger on the neighbor. No, no one started to burn the neighboring house, no one smashed the doors with feces, and no one started to insert potatoes in the silencing of the parked car. She just looked at the website with houses for sale, how much a nervous neighbor put her house, and then went to the local Walmart, bought there for $4.99 a plastic plaque HOUSE FOR SALE ("House for Sale"), wrote on it a price of interest 30 lower than the one a neighbor asked for her house, and placed in front of her house, crossed the beautiful inscription SOLD ("Sold!") above the writing. So that, of course, the sign was perfectly visible from the road to all potential buyers coming to see the house.

“Happy sales,” she thought. and what. It is hard to argue with neighbors.

(c) Not mine, from the spaces of redit

What do you do instead of parking?? to
The church is built. We need the church very much. Let us pray for parking.