"I don’t drink at all, I have a wife and so beautiful..."

From correspondence in chat diggers
XXX: But...there is happiness to hide a crop bush. He wanted to squeeze at night, all excited offended and drowned.

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I saw a running line in a trolleybus today.
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Are neighbors annoying? It is..."
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The killer!
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"the killer" - servicefully supplemented the imagination
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I didn’t know you for a year ;)

A Taiwanese woman went out on the road during a stormy typhoon to check how bad the weather was on the street.

She barely hit under the "passing" refrigerator, which was carried by the wind. The woman managed to escape the blow, after which she rushed after him in pursuit.

Go back to! I will forgive everything!

This is a classic:
The test has arrived. It was late in the evening, his wife had been sleeping. Well, we sat down with him, we talked about it. - Well, you don't have vodka, right? There is no vodka, there is alcohol. I got out of the kitchen box a five-liter canister - Figase - rounded the tear's eyes. And when I explained that it was fuel for alcohol to make coffee (we have an electric stove in the new apartment - there is no coffee on it), he almost struck me.

" to be broken to break. The polystyrene? and polystyrene. The Dare? and Dare. I am you!..."

I am standing at the station, trying to buy a ticket for the electric car on the map in the terminal. The bombardment approaches and asks for a little bit, which I answer: - Sorry no little, the card is one. Bohm resvo shows me where and how to push to pay with a card, which helped me a lot. I say, "Thank you man, but I didn't have this little thing) He smiles - the faster you remove, the faster I'll have a new client.

The Pension

We need to invest in children.
A well-educated, promising education and a healthy child will ensure your old age with any state and pension reforms. There is little hope for foreign pension funds.

and humor:
Do I go home and buy something?
Buy an apartment and live separately.

Everything is about pensions. I add.
Those who call for retirement do not lie. They just don’t agree that this will be their retirement.

The cat riding on the tea tree to sit and warm up, horror!!! I hide the tea from the cat in the shelf with the doors, I know this idiotism but otherwise not how. The cat is bad and the tea is good. I would have known that I’t buy it. Prior to the purchase of the watermelon, the cat did not climb on the table at all, and now there was a problem. Sitting and sitting on his ass heats, the cat on the table is not hygienic, and heading on the cupboard is already quite a pipe. So remember, there is a big problem.

Ohhhh, I’ve been out today.
I don’t have anything on Instagram, but now there are two followers.
Q: Colonel FSB and his trainee?)))
Tag: to go
But they are well disguised.
Not to sink. They were signed to you before you started Instagram))))

The woman, who constantly does nothing in the domestic matter, is considered inappropriate, the husband, who does nothing in the same way, - just bad, although transient (to husbands the criteria of utility are underestimated compared to wives, but husbands still don't like uselessness), the child's criteria of utility gradually increase and, although initially soft, but gradually exceed even those that the husband has. And only a cat can not bring any practical benefit at all, and at the same time give the owner the maximum of warmth and happiness.

I realized that our wives are like advanced versions of a cat. They are sleeping, eating, and constantly turning around, demanding affection and warmth. The only difference from cats is that they sometimes cook food and sometimes clean the house. But I think that during this time we are together, I would have already taught the cat to cook and clean the house.

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The cat will teach you to cook and clean the house.

As a child, I was taken to school with an in-depth study of English. Both the language and the teacher on this subject I did not immediately like, which was said by me in the first class to my mother. The woman is smart, so she didn't argue, and recorded all the children's English songs that she managed to find on my audio cassettes.
I really liked one song! But unfortunately, I didn’t understand anything about her, and my mother’s knowledge also lacked. Then I took the cassette to school and asked the teacher to explain at least briefly what this song was about. With an unhappy face, she listened for a moment, then turned off: “This is an adult uninteresting song, almost meaningless. of a polymer dragon. It would be better to prepare for the lessons than to listen to all the nonsense.”
I did not know such words. It is polymeric. The song was forgotten, the love of the language restored.
I recently remembered this case and decided to find out what a polymer dragon was. and...
Puff, the magic dragon is an English children's song. It is a pity that because of such teachers many good initiatives are destroyed at the root.

The ambulance. The challenge is a kitchen box, with bodies. One participant - 26 weeks, the other - 32.
The link is this:
There was one loving man, he had two friends. He lived with them alternately. Whether they know each other, science does not know.
However, both almost simultaneously he managed to make a child.This significant event prompted him, finally, to rethink his life values.
He eventually decided to marry one of them and leave the other. He told both of them about his decision.

An abandoned girlfriend decided to fight for her family happiness, and went to beat her more fortunate rival.

By the time the ambulance arrived, they were already crying in each other’s arms, discussing the eternal problem – what all the men are swallows.
They both threatened.
By the way, the source of all misfortunes and pleasures went with them - bags with things to carry.

by BES

In the fifth grade, they wrote a test in Russian and had to finish the phrase combinations. There was one phrase that I remembered for a long time. “Tru... Miner” What would you put in? Half the class wrote "the corpse" and only I wrote "the trolls".

In short, the work of miners now no one evaluates.

The recipe found of "very delicious and useful pulp from coloured cabbage" ended wonderfully: "Little children, the soup is better served as it is, without any additions.
And older children are better to serve soup purée from coloured cabbage with suckers. In this version there is a chance that the dish will be eaten."

When I was in school (a few years after I graduated), we had one jamshut instead of a cleaner. So, one day, some idiot wrote on the wall "X*Y" in black. Jamsut was instructed to paint this unnecessity, since the wall was yellow, he mixed the yellow paint and painted it right above the black. The inscription remained, but instead of black color acquired dark orange. The director glanced and ordered to paint the whole wall with a different paint, now we have a green wall in the yellow corridor with again standing out, this time because of the number of layers of paint, clearly so the bugs pass, close to disassemble the eye is easy. The director was angry and said to cut off this "x*it". The next day we had a green wall in the yellow corridor with a brick-shaped inscription "X*Y".

[The pool cup is multi-layered on the principle of pope-moshé, the layers of which differ in the composition of the materials used and their purpose, forming a high-quality composite as a whole.]
Is it a pop-rantier?
Moses from the surroundings of Jerusalem?

The attempt not even to force, to persuade to pay for retirement smoldu was. A lot of people are spending money?
All right, infantility and debility - at first we have nothing to add, and then give it immediately, we live for nothing.

And they’ve accumulated a lot, don’t you say? Infantile and foolish is one who instantly forgets about monetary reforms, inflation and denominations and builds wet plans to accumulate one billion rubles for old age. Everything is easier. The money I had in my 20s is now worth nothing. In 30 years, they have been depreciated in dust. But I am in the system of some "insurance". Now I (indirectly, through the employer) contribute my money, and the disabled receive benefits slightly more than the subsistence minimum. When I am unable to work, I will expect about the same. The allowance is higher than the subsistence minimum, no matter how much that minimum is. And let it be so, because staying old with a dust box is a pleasure below average.

Harmony in modern society is achieved by the fact that officials hide their expenses and the people hide their incomes.