I approach the staircase and a woman of 90 years goes down.
With the stick, I barely, in order not to bother her, decided to wait.
“Come down, I’ll wait for you.”
She said, “Look, old age is what it is.”
I: “Oh, with all my respect, I hope I won’t live.”
She said, “I hoped too.”
I open the entrance door on the way to work and see a healthy back on the whole doorway. Workers make cosmetic repairs. I push my side by and bore:
Hi to..
And he in response:
Good morning Sunshine.
And in the office came not the stunned unspoken accountant Marivanna, but Sunnyshko.
In the winter, from one Tajik village, a man gathered to hunt a whale. I need a good white-collar. Not my own, but my neighbor. Come to negotiate. The neighbor:
- Well, take, then you will pour a hundred grams, just that, don't look at it!
The man shrugged his shoulders, attached a hammer, went to the taiga. Further, the picture is as follows: the seaside taiga, spots, all white from the snow, trees rubbing from the frost. Here, under the cedar, laughter is spread, the dog has felt a whitening. The man throws a gun, a shot, the protein falls. After some time, the laughter is again distributed, the man shoots, the white falls. Once again, the camel gives a voice, a shot in the crown and... the white safely hides among the branches. The dog turns and hides in the thick forest. The hunter is confused, begins to scream, whisper, and in response the original silence of the forest. Having wandered unsuccessfully for several hours, neither the prey nor the dog, he fled home. The thoughts are dark that I will tell the neighbor where the dog is going. He approaches the neighbor's house, and the dog is on the doorstep, heating in the sun. His neighbor is:
“I told you, not my husband, she is offensive to me.