xxx: Son at 4 years of age struck his mother's phone at night and on 8 t.p. I made a purchase at Google Play. In the morning, they wrote to the sapport and returned everything without any conditions. He pulled off the card, had a conversation with his son (without a morder), threatened his wife with a finger, and grabbed valerian.

yyy: Where do you come from, people without a password on the phone when you have a fucking little child

Zzz: So they have kids because they don’t have protection

I met a girl on the internet. She was highly educated, calculated and had intellectual inclinations. We wrote with her for a long time. And then she sent me a picture of her cheeks by photographic mail. I did not remain indifferent and sent her the image of my "love cup" in full growth. She did not answer for two days, apparently wondering. And then I wrote that I should send her 5t.r. so my friends would not see him. I told her that they had already seen it and did not send money. She was upset and stopped writing to me. I want to get it back and I don’t know how...

My parents have been married for 40 years. As a child, I never heard them quarrel or scandal. We have three children with them. We’ve always loved spending time with them, watching movies or playing board games. We are all grown up, we all have our own families. After I left the house and called to talk and tell the news, I had the impression that my parents didn’t even communicate with each other. They live on a row, they do not know how to live in an empty nest. Everyone had to tell the news separately. tk. They did not share with each other. After work, everyone rested on their own, mom with a book or a series, dad with a beer at the company. Mom was not happy that Dad drinks beer after work and it has a bad effect on him, at the age of 60, he quickly drunk. Always in fun. Then he listened to her and decided to tie it up with a beer. J. Gray’s book “Men from Mars, Women from Venus”. And in the evening before going to bed, they began to read each chapter and discuss, and in general talk more. My dad was always very caring. And then one day we came to visit, I look at my mother's table on a vase standing, and in it a rose. Dad explained, “I bought myself a beer every day. Now for that money I buy my mom flowers. Just please her.”



And my mom then said that they decided to work on the relationship again because they realized that the time to show how much they love each other is getting less and less. My father 64. My mother 63.

About 14 years ago, I became a father for the first time. Something I remembered yesterday.

I decided to attend the birth. They paid everything that was needed for it. And then came that day.

As long as there were clashes and all such preparatory tricks, I stood with my wife encouraging her and helping as much as I could. But when the birth itself began, my wife expelled me, and I did not resist.

And that’s all over, my name is showing my daughter. Those who say that newborns are beautiful go into the woods. A red crushed body, a face like the alkas virtuoso. The sounds emited are like a scroll of an unsweetened cane.

- We are here while your wife is done, sit with the child in another room.

The daughter was dressed, a capsicum was put on the head, we were taken to the neighboring office and left alone.

I was in a quiet shock, carefully trying not to shake, holding this alien creature moving in my hands. And the daughter, apparently feeling the warmth of my shoulder with her cheek, tried to turn her head to me. The instinct told her, where the heat of the body is, there is food. In the process of fighting, the capper broke down and began to close the daughter's eyes.

I am a father! You have to take care of your child. She is not comfortable. And I carefully with two fingers took the edge of the cap and pulled it on me.

What happened later, I dreamed for a long time as a nightmare. The capsicum began to move, but with it the bones of the skull under the skin began to move, floating on each other.

At that moment I was heavily squeezed. In a cold sweat of horror. He returned everything as it was and stopped moving. I knew that the newborn’s skull was moving, but I didn’t think it was to that extent.

Then I googled for a long time and understood that in principle this is the norm, but still sometimes I remember this moment with tremors.

By analogy with Negroes, American homosexuals should be called gay Americans

A couple of months ago, I started calling people if I thought they were driving. Especially in the morning. It is not even a case of a potential accident and a possible fine, but...

My friend at work lives near me, and if he comes in a car and after work he has nothing to do, then he catches me up and we go together. We talk, of course. And once we had a conversation about the fact that every significant event is preceded by a chain of less significant events, but at the same time, if you cut out at least one link from this chain, the main event will most likely not happen. He further tells:

A few years ago, we were invited to a new home with my wife’s friends. Novoselys - a young couple, recently married, before this both went out of school in the universe, the wife is pregnant with the first child, the husband got a promising job, bought an apartment, both are happy. In a few years I will learn the story:

A child is born, the wife is pregnant with the second, they are expecting a girl. My husband’s business goes to the mountains. Time passed and the girl was born. While the wife was in the nursery, the husband was at home with the elderly.

Then comes the morning. You need to take the child to the kindergarten, get to the station, get on the train and go to work. The usual practice.

Like any disciplined worker, he called in the evening, warned that he would be late, listened to congratulations, and the morning began... “Where are you? When will you be?" "We have an aural, a potential client is coming!" "Where are these documents?" "Where is the folder with presentations?"

What happened next is not hard to guess. The guy, being the body in the car, and the head already at work, went the usual road to the station, moved into the train and moved to work, and at 12 he was called from the police and said that his child was found locked in the car, and he was hospitalized in such a hospital.

What does a child mean, locked in a car under the sun, without the influx of air, and even in the Israeli summer, no one, I hope, need to explain. The boy, although still alive, but due to irreversible changes as a result of overheating, the brain ceased to function. and all. Life is divided into before and after. A broken family. Four people with a destiny. Her wife is depressed and she cannot forgive her husband. The man who lives with this stone. The oldest child is in such a condition that it would be better to die. A newborn girl who is destined to grow up in a sick family. Well, of course, no ease of being that brings the joy of life.

It all happened awkwardly and scary. The child sits behind and sleeps. Your brains are busy processing some "information", and in fact, they work in a messy mode. How many times have I caught myself thinking about another comment while driving, and that I am not here at the moment?

I go back to the beginning. Every significant event is preceded by a chain of less significant events, but at the same time, if you tear out at least one link from that chain, the main event is unlikely to happen. One of the links of this chain were these most notorious phone calls.

In conclusion, I want to recall the story that was here three weeks ago: https://www.anekdot.ru/id/1031529/
Just think about it: a person, with a sober mind and a healthy memory, just not sleeping, makes a RUTINE trip. All he had to do was take the child to the kindergarten and go to work, and yet he was just a step away from all this nightmare. What saved? He looked at the clock! He didn’t look around to see, and what was there with the child, he didn’t even remember about him. He looked at the clock! Now imagine that at this moment a bitten worker starts to ring his ass, his brain starts to flare, and this is the link that closed the chain.

Therefore, if you arrived earlier and your colleague is late and you know that the person is driving, but you still think you need to talk to him, don’t call him. Do not need. There is always something to do in the morning. If not, drink a coffee. He/she will come soon and you will discuss everything.

I re-read “Anna Karenina” and pay attention to the foreign workers of that time – a French servant girl, an Italian feeder, a German watchmaker, a Jokey Englishman, etc.
To cool down, once gastarbayters in Russia were outsiders from Western Europe.

The case was at the beginning of the zero, if I am not mistaken, in 2000, on the day of the presidential election.

Everyone went to vote, and I stayed at home, there were “mamkin” robbers, “papkin” conspirators.

They just didn’t have a plan, as I understand, for the question “who is there?” It was given simply a brilliant answer to “your,” and to the clarificing question “who?“The answer did not follow. They thought, knocked again and said it was Santa Claus, then it was summer, my childhood logic couldn’t merge two facts and I didn’t open, but they morally pressed me and asked to open the door, it was hard, but I didn’t open.

In the end, they did not leave, but returned to their parents, asking, "What are you doing here?“They just gave a brilliant answer, ‘time wanted to know’ and left.

This is how on the election day I met with fraudsters and thieves as symbolic))