From the same opera, we had a pseudo server on freebsd 5, in general he was bad sometimes, hanged on the kernel panic and did not reboot himself until you press any button on the keyboard. In general, we put the keyboard vertically on the scotch, on the second server a script was rolled which, in the absence of the ping of the server freibsd, went out with a sidecar and beat the keyboard sending the server to reboot. This pseudo-server's internal script has somehow changed, we come to the server and look and we cry - one server scrolls with the other keyboard, right into the Enter button, and he answers: "Ligin incorrect." The revolt of cars, fucking.

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It is about Armand Hammer. In 1921, during one of the meetings with Lenin, he complained that, he said, it was difficult to get to him - a reception, full of visitors, stubborn secretaries... Then Ilyich wrote a note: "The speaker of this Armand Hammmer to be allowed to come to me at any time without a turn." It was written "Ulyanov-Lenin"
In the 70s, Hammer frequently visited Moscow and once wanted to visit the mausoleum, visit an old acquaintance. I tried to go without a line. Police officers and undetectable citizens in dark jackets came to him. Comrades, they say, go in line. Everything is smiling here. And he has that note from the 20s under his nose. Comrades of the state were only embarrassed to divide their hands, and the militiamen to take under the stake.

Chief of the Guards of the Supreme Office of Magic and Wizardry.

and MDAAA. The Russian specifics could also be taken into account.

Head of the Federal Service for Control and Supervision in the Sphere of Magic, Wizardry, Wizardry and Anti-Satanism of the Russian Federation was a state adviser of the first class.

#Uryupinsk

It is simple: named after urupine - a substance obtained from urup. Urup is a species of lichen, very rare in nature, but at the time in this area was in abundance. Hence the name of the city and then the city.
Tea from dried uryup crout nipadetsky, as you can understand from this text...

xxx: As a child, I had a hand-held rat in my baggage compartment (parents didn't like rats, and I really wanted a rat). My mother found her two months later. This is the level of trust. Well, by this point in the room was bitten all the furniture, some scissors, carpet and even some documents. They said fuck with you and bought a cage.)

YYY: They were very harsh with you. Where is the rat?

xxx> You would at least make a website for the new year
xxx> very good
yyy> Well if it’s just bad, then we’ll definitely do it...

Here are five! There are brains, clean toilets.
And we’re all sitting so wise... And figured with him that the toilets are fucked up.
I think many experts are. Until the mum comes and cleans. He will prepare food and wash the cowards.

When she was young and resounding, she began to build a successful career, she also thought that whoever doesn’t move his ass is the loser and himself is to blame for everything. And then rage and clinical depression. Yes, such that the strongest blood pressure was only enough to hardly leave the house in the morning, sit down with vegetables in the office, then come home, chew something and go back to bed. How I was not fired, I don’t know, apparently, for past merits. What a career, what ambitions, would live and not be stupid. After getting out of this hell, she became much less categorical. I advise you. You do not know what a person you have already called a lazy has gone through or is going through.

Zzzz: Fuck how I am stunned by these smokers...
zzz: As they approach the crowd at the stop and start smoking it, that’s normal. And when you rebel against them, their rebelliousness is not limited.
YYY: Let’s relax, they’re just afraid to explode))

Directly about me)

Why do bags appear under the eyes after sleepless nights?

Because your unseen dreams are carefully placed in special bags so that you can see them later.

I am in Europe, namely, I am studying in Vienna for an exchange semester. My friend, also from Russia, is a Chinese neighbor. We take it with us on all sits, walks and so on. Let us start with the fact that this representative of heaven, like most of his compatriots, are not resistant to alcohol, also in addition to their national food, are not ready to eat anything in particular. Well, after three months of communication with me and my friend, this guy could already drink not one glass of wine, but almost a bottle, began to eat the food that is inherent to us, saw snow in the mountains (we pulled him there) and much more. But the apogee was when he, after a feast lasting a whole day, where we were hugged, came to me in a communal, asked my friend to cook him pellet... with mayonnaise... He said that he missed something all day, and could not understand what. After that, we understood that it was now part of the Russian, and he would not become the former Chinese.

I asked my daughter:
“My daughter, here I am invited to date by an interesting young man with a very nice voice. And I am completely in doubt.
The daughter says:
And what doubts?
Well, little about anything. Going out at night with a stranger in his car is a bit lighthearted, don’t you find it?
We sit and think.
Okay, I say, you can go with my car.
Yes, says the daughter. If so, I will call the police.
xxx and here
xxx: My turbulent fantasy began to suggest options for dialogue with the police
My mother took a stranger into the woods.
Yes, he is a police officer.
YYY: History of PPC
I still laugh.

Patriarch Kirill blessed the installation of a lifetime monument to himself. I look forward to seeing him start giving himself up for life.

When I was a child, I wanted to know if Santa existed or not. I think it is all. This is usually done by method:

Okay, say it and...

But I went further at my eight years. My plan was simple: to write out all of my letter to Santa Claus with select mattresses and thus find out if his parents are reading.

My burning ass made it clear that the message was carefully read by the parents, and Santa Claus, therefore, does not exist.

At the age of eight I became a man.

Do you know the bird? You are what? This is the same bird that gives bird milk. That's why her meat is so unfavourable - so many years doy, doy...
And she is also friends with the fish of Shprota and Wobla.

Girls in note. To be loved for your inner world, you will have to dress anyway.

A story of fear.
My driver told me.
When our last one was born, in the 90s, he even slept at night, but sometimes woke up on the "dough", and his wife lacked milk. A little boy wakes up one night and begins to sneeze, his wife wakes me up and asks me to prepare a mixture, feed him until he finally wakes up – then he will sleep further, and we will sleep peacefully for the rest of the night. Fast-soluble mixtures then were still in the wild, it was necessary to boil, then cool... Who remembers will confirm))

I went out to the kitchen, not turning on the light, lighted the gas, stood heating milk. When I hear, it is like a clock whistle on the street at 3 o’clock at night. I quietly pushed off the curtain and looked, and there some unconscious person at the neighbor's wheel from the car turns off. The first thought was to call the neighbor, but I think the phone will ring, he will turn on the light, until he will understand what the demand is, scare this parasite. To scream, or go out, the child will wake up completely, and then until the morning, together with his wife, we will fuck. When I look, I have a tomato ripening on my window, the size of two fists.

He completely opened the fork and threw it in. Targeted, of course, in the head, but from the fortress, on the ballistic trajectory, try to hit from the first time. The tomato fell nearby.

And then it all started like in a slow movie: at 3 o'clock at night, silence, you turn off the wheel at someone else's car - even with the hair on your back listening to the slightest noise, trying even to breathe over time, so that the noise of the inhaled air does not interfere with listening. And then near you is a juicy slice, a splash, - I don't know how to convey the sound of a tomato falling from the third floor.

It had to be seen, or at least try to imagine how I can, I will try to describe.

The man jumps, begins to run, but exactly through the half of his leg, he falls. He quickly rises up, begins to run again, but he is again choked, but already another, the leg, falls. He makes a third attempt to escape, but again falls, and so on the four, quickly, seeds to get out of the courtyard, as if all the demons of hell are chased after him with assemblies. At the corner of the house, in the bushes, he had a bicycle hidden.

He scratches at him, scratches at him, and tries to drive. But the legs and here he is driven, sliding off the pedals, and he falls, tries to drive again, and falls again. As a result, realizing that he is wasting time and he is about to be caught up, he crashed the bike on his back to the corner of the house. Like a small moonboat with a strange antenna on the hill.

What happened to him, whether he stopped stealing wheels, history does not know, the neighbor then "secretly" ordered the wheels. And the child, sucking half a bottle of the mixture, fell asleep until the morning.

Nabiullina explained why it seems to Russians that prices are rising.
We are waiting for further explanations:
Why do Russians think they have a low salary?
How does the illusion of corruption arise in the highest levels of power?
Why do citizens have the impression that their rights and freedoms are compromised?
• What is the mistake of those who think that budget funds are robbed by officials?
What causes the false sense of helplessness and vulnerability of the population in the legal sphere?
Why do the socially unsecured segments of the population surrender that they have been hit by xep?
How can we stop blaming the Putin government for everything and start with ourselves?

This neighbor got to knock on my wall.
YYY: You have a distorted perception of reality.
XXX: What is it?
YYY: You think your neighbor is knocking on your wall, not really.
XXX: Does he not knock?
YYY: No, he is knocking on his wall.