xxx: But the humpiness is quite frozen, to hit a guy with a girl began only in the early 2000s, at least with us.

YYY: We thought it wasn’t a comilf. It was possible to quietly carry the girl at night home past the courtyard hops, and on the way back it would be stunned.

Zzzz: What a noble bitch

We went to Karusel a day ago, wanted sweets and went to the cake department. There we saw such a picture: a mommy stands, carefully studying the composition on some packaging, next to a small child in a wheelchair, and two older, five years old, at this time brewing the bakery. By the time we approached, all the packages were opened on the nearby shelves and everything was tried. We look at it in shock, here one of the little ones runs to her mom, swallows her bite cookies and says - Take, mom, it's not delicious. What the barley calmly answers - not delicious - throw away!

End of O_O

Not my, but my friend’s words. further from his face.

Released from the order, pressed "free", struck the parking lot near the church and stunned the car.

I sit and make orders.

A wart is separated from the doorstep, approaches me and knocks in the glass.

I listen to.

You cannot stand here.

and yes? I look around looking for a circle sign, I can’t find it. And why?

Parking for customers.

He cried, he said, to tears. But he left.

In strings and lithium in front of a 10-year-old son? Then he will be angry when he starts shaking on her. And he will start.

YYY: And my Daddy walks in cowards, but I never looked at him sexually. So a normal child does not identify his parents with sex and so on.

That’s because it’s not in the strings.

ZZZ: What did you get from?

I met with a guy. He introduced me to my parents, the evening was wonderful, the parents - a miracle. But it happened that we began to communicate very closely with his mother. We went shopping, discussed everything and, in general, became her daughter, as it usually happens, but a girlfriend. Once we went to the cinema with her, and then decided to go shopping. After a while, I decided to call the guy and ask where he was. To this question, he replied, “Mom asked for help, I go with her.” He didn’t say anything, turned off. His mother calls to him and asks where he is. He says he is walking with me. Both are laughing and hysterical. I call his friend and say, “He said he’ll meet you today, is he there?He replied, “Yes, he just went to the toilet with him. The other friend said exactly the same phrase. His mother for some reason immediately remembered his former: they came to her Instagram, a new story - she is in a neighboring house, across the road from us. Of course, we went there immediately. Oh a miracle! We see her son and my boyfriend along with this ex. His mother decided to make an original exposure: we took a selfie where this couple was visible. Then I decided to write in the ck: sweet, are you still with your mom? The answer is “Yes.” "What a coincidence, I too" and attached photo. You would see his face. I love this woman - a tracker, I't even think of it.

My parents hid BP from Dendi but I quickly found where to clean it. Then they decided to take the entire console, and I twisted the fee and gave them the body and some left bp)

As a child, many were forbidden from playing consoles or computers, and I was no exception. I was taken away and locked in the garage. Which was quite far from home. But since I wanted to play very much, and there was no possibility to break the massive slot (I tried), I made a bribe. On the way from school, I walked behind the console in the garage, and closer to the arrival of my parents ran from all my legs to return the console to its place.

The power of the Lord is equal to the power of the opposite.

bbb: The pressure of the gases is equal to the pressure of the anti-gas.

ccc: God’s power is God’s mass for God’s acceleration

DDD: Work is not a wolf, but a product of force at a distance.

Work is not a wolf, work is a work, and a wolf is walking.

A young admin-enikeiser got a job at us and got the former internal number of an AHC engineer. He was often called with requests to change the bulb, to repair the crane, to drop the air from heating radiators, and he was not embarrassed, he went and did until a month later he was told that it was not his duty.

After reading somewhere on the pick-up that if you’re tired of calling different investment companies, answer that I don’t have 18. Today the call, then I am, Operator-O.

See also: Allo

-A: Yeah, Nikolai, I got your data in my hands, I am with such a company engaged in investment.

I do not have 18.

How old are you, your voice is quite adult.

I am 16

Q: What year are you born?

And then I fell into a stupor, first wanted to say that 95, then remembered that those who were 95 years old in 20 years already, 5 seconds of pause...

I: 2002 year

A: You thought for a long time, well, tell me why you are deceiving people, I normally called. I will not call you anymore.



My conscience has shaken.

in the days. A client comes to us, except him and a couple of employees - no one. The customer went in, went out, washed between the doors (they are metal with glass), returned, looked at the goods, promised to think and left. Half an hour later he runs back, the money, he says, has disappeared from his wallet. We remember – indeed, a comrade walked on a raft, and wherever he walked, he laid his wallet, in his hands he swirled. You, he says, are like money sprinkled while I put my wallet on that table.



- No, says the employee, it was you who sprinkled between the doors and put the bills from the wallet into the pocket of jeans. On the camera at the entrance through the glass squares was clearly visible.



The client rushed to the exit, barely counting the steps, without objections.



In the meantime, I asked how this Yuri had time to look at our camera. And - he says - and did not look, there is nothing to look at: the camera is directed to the exit, what is happening in the tambour and the hall is not visible on it. He did theoretically and was right.



According to his first education, Yuri - a historian, for five years he went to a children's camp, ready for surprises, so to speak.

Every morning I go to work on the same route. Every day, at the same time, a young girl and a child come on the bus. They take a few stops. I try to sit by the window all the time, because when they come out at their stop, this little girl shakes my hand to say goodbye. Mashed and smiled. At first, I thought she’s mastering everything, but no child is looking at me, she’s going along the bus and looking for me with her eyes, and when she finds it, she’s immediately mastering – it’s amazing. I write this because I wanted to share, this girl just makes my day and charges with her positive and childish directness. It immediately gets warm in the soul. Man really needs so little to be happy.

I went to work at the same time. My girlfriend and daughter (aged 5-6) always crossed time with me. I sat down at the initial stop and drove to the end, and the girl sat down from the second stop on the way. I always sat on the "cam" so as not to disturb the rest, and the girl and daughter sat next to me. I ride in the headphones and never hear anything. One day I forgot my headphones. He sat down at his stop and walked into the vk. At the next stop, a girl comes in with her daughter and the daughter says, “Hello!” I answered, “Hello!” She looks at her mom and says, “He’s talking!” We quietly laughed and it turned out that the girl was always greeting me, and I did not hear in the headphones. I feel like a beast.

I’ve been studying in Texas for a year, but the text isn’t about that. When I moved to a new college, I had a girlfriend from Africa, I met her and she said she was from Equatorial Guinea. One day she asked me to take her to the neighboring campus, I naturally agreed, and here we go three, with my twin. To get to know her, he asked her where she was from. He was from Equatorial Guinea. To support the conversation, my brother told me that he recently read on the Internet (on Picabue) that they have a very bad president and a dictator. And she wasn’t surprised by his answer, she said that many people say it, but she likes it because it’s her grandfather.

Listening in the store.

Aunt is screaming:

You struck my phone yesterday, it no longer works!

The Seller:

What does not work? Phone with you, let’s see? ! to

The Aunt:

That look at it, black screen...Here, look.

The seller takes the phone, turns in his hands, connects to the charger...

Seller: Woman, have you tried to charge it? He is discharged!

My grandmother cried out to the store:

You personally assured me yesterday that the battery is exactly enough for a year.

The phrase "Building a hospital in your neighborhood will begin next month" pleases the villagers only for the first ten years.

Features of the Israeli service or How the global SWIFT system collapsed

It’s now my freedom to go somewhere and do something grandiose, very limited in time by my children’s school holidays. I was once free like the wind. Each period of life has its charm.

At that time I was read by Hemingway and one day I was able to travel to Florida (in general) and to the Keys (in particular) - namely to Kewest, where the great writer lived. Said - done: I bought a ticket to Fort Lunderdale with a transfer and a gap in a few days in New York. After Florida, go on a gallop through America: walk, walk.

I was lucky in New York: they just opened access to the Statue of Liberty, which was closed after 9.11 (in the courtyard was September 2004), but they did not allow to the very top, but only to the museum, so - not impressed. I was lucky with the hurricane. In Florida there was a hurricane season, and that year there were two hurricanes at once: one weaker and one stronger. When I was in New York, there was warm autumn weather, and the day I flew to Florida, the remnants of the first hurricane reached New York by a powerful cyclone (anticyclone?That literally flooded the city – even closed a couple of subway branches. I was already flying to Florida.

In Florida, it was summer weather and the only thing that reminded me of the hurricane just passed here was... a complete, more precisely, complete absence of tourists The streets of Miami and other cities were empty. This was my first visit to Florida, but I think there are usually a lot more people there. We picked up the car at the airport and headed south.

The second hurricane was approaching, and it was planned to reach the shores of Florida in a week, exactly the day after we flew from Tampa to Las Vegas. We were lucky in all directions: we didn’t plan anything in advance, and we couldn’t: leave New York the day before the flood, fly to Florida the day after a hurricane, and leave the day before the next. Luckily in all directions.

The global SWIFT system has collapsed.

Does this happen? Kren knows: I can’t say if it happened before or after these events, but it happened in September 2004 – I know it for sure.

So we rented a car and drove around Florida. In a week, we visited all Keys, Miami, and also Disney World. We only have to go to United and tomorrow we will fly to Las Vegas to spend the money we have earned with hard work. Cash we took with us at a minimum: like - came to the fortress of civilization, and we have two (I and my girlfriend) 5 credit cards. Let us break!

At Universal we were told that the map does not pass. I tried another one, another one... another one... None passed. What fucking thing? I went to the bankomat. It should be said that the money has not been removed.

Flight to Las Vegas, of course paid in advance, hotel, car, then flight from San Francisco back to Israel - all of course paid. But we really didn’t have the cash for gasoline, even to get to Tampa (100 kilometers from wherever we were, if I’m not mistaken), not to mention the very long trip from Las Vegas to San Francisco with a night on the road, and to visit Las Vegas and not lose at least $100 and not go for at least one show? Not seriously...

What to do? Without any hope, I call to Israel, to a loan company. It is night in Israel. There will not be day to day to serve you, and here is the night. Molly, we have gotten.

Surprisingly, the loan company not only responded in the middle of the night, but also began to look for the cause of the problem. My bank account is okay. The cards are not closed. Wait, they say, and they wait. A cell phone call is roaming from the U.S. to Israel... Okay, this is my last chance to save my vacation, otherwise... I don’t even want to think.

After 15 minutes of waiting, I was informed of the following: it turns out that the world system SWIFT has fallen, and if more accurately - that part of it, which is engaged in international transfers and confirmations of payments - it is the international, that is. If I had an American card, it would work. Israel would also work in Israel. The Israeli in America is FIG. And I thought Israel was already the 51st (52nd?) The State of America (Shutka). And this whole bida can last 3-4 days. The billiard! In three or four days, I’m going from Las Vegas to Los Angeles by car. And the money - there is not even in Florida to get to the airport of Tampa.

The writer.

Honestly, somehow I didn’t think about relatives or friends from Israel who could transfer us money. I can imagine their eyes when I call them and tell them something like, “I’m in Las Vegas. I’m in Meli, there’s no money. Give me a few hundred.” Their first reaction would be: “Yes, you have protected! How much money did you put there?”

Without any particular hope of help, I describe by phone to a person from a loan company in what ass I am in and already expect him to say something like: I can’t help anything, I’m preparing to bombard the streets of some town in Florida. Hopefully the crocodiles don’t walk in the streets.

And there happened the unexpected. The man listened to me and said, "Look, of course, we don't have instructions for this, but I can withdraw $500 from your account through your credit card, I will go to Western Union in the morning and transfer the money to you." It will be in the morning in a few hours. Of course I agreed.

And he did, I got the money, and after 2-3 days the credit cards worked out again.

What happened? A man commits a small official crime and removes money from my account. After that, after finishing the night shift on the phone, before going to bed, he goes on the way to Western Union and transfers me money. All because – I am in a difficult position at a distance of 12 thousand kilometers and my vacation is in danger. But he could treat the matter formally: I can't help anything, call the manager in the morning, maybe something will help. Farewell to! Have a good holiday!

But he didn’t do that, he really made an effort to help me get out of the situation I was in. Yes, of course, what I got into such a situation is their fault, the loan company. But it’s not his fault, he doesn’t have to help me.

and helped.

The vacation was saved, my friend and I had a very good rest and fun.

They also received a life lesson.

Gref: “And we don’t need math schools. I think it is a relic of the past. I am a strong opponent of mathematical schools.”
The journey, in the "College" is not all clean, since they are so afraid of those who know how to count.

The case was about 8 years ago.

I go to the dispatcher’s office, there is an expeditor from another brigade. Didn’t the brigade come?

I say I need money, taking for any work.

Word for word and she told me her sad story.

Her husband died suddenly last year. As it all happened, there was no money for the funeral. I took a loan. I asked my neighbor to go as a guardian. They were family friends and knew each other well. The neighbor agreed. He paid the loan correctly. After a while, a neighbor came to her with the same request. I helped you, now you help me. She agreed. Then the neighbor quarrels with his wife and disappears in an unknown direction. Stop paying the loan. She is to the neighbor. I said I didn’t take that loan. I will not pay. I am now paying out someone else’s loan. Almost all the salary goes for it.