No, I’m not actively supporting gay people.
Zzzz: Do you support them passively?

Students and other gastronomically innocent to note - the best shaurma in Moscow is sold at the exit of the Baumanskaya subway. There on the lark is stated "For quality personal responsibility" - apparently allowed to beat the mouth for poor quality. But not have to. The worst shurma in Sergiev Posad, in a barrel near the station, where the suburban box - there the shurma is prepared in the home / kitchen conditions, packed in cellophane, like ice cream, and stored in this form before purchasing. The other food in this barbecue is perfect for yourself. And in Oditsovo, near the underground crossing at the crossroads of Liberty and Fryazinsky highway, a strange action takes place - two shurms at the price of one.

This is about patriotism and that not every hamster is ready to die for the current power.

Not so long ago, just a couple or three years ago, I sold concert entertainment in a poor regional shopping center. So, it was worth to turn on the anthem of the USSR (not Russia) or "Rise up, the country is huge" by a third of the capacity, as life in the shopping center was dying until the song ended. Everyone was silent, even the cleaners, and people in line at the box office.
The elderly people asked not to do so anymore, because it tends to kill.

I am for what? I am not so old. But, listening to the hymn of the Soviet Union, I feel that for its revival, I and Mikhail Kalashnikov are ready to pay tribute not only to words.

And the brotherly peoples can only be called "chokhlami", "bulbash", "moscals" by fools and enemies. There is no force capable of telling me that Brjansk, Donetsk and Gomel have built different peoples.

These two:

to this:

My wife is allergic to cats. Echo is strong.
__________

Thank you for not leaving her out, despite the allergy. Please leave the coordinates. Maybe someone will take her to me (I, for example)!

I don’t think a guy will just break up with his wife, despite an allergy.

The lights were turned off at the factory, I was just going to work. It was a terrible sight - from the dark windows of the department, the red eyes of the staff looked at me with a silent glance.

The cat drank my coffee. I thought he would wear it, no, he sat quietly, slipped out. Slower than usual.
Yyy: Either it began to move at a speed that exceeded human perception, or (which is more likely) there was a overload of the speed section, it crashed and the rest moved back, so it is slower.

By the way, there was a reporter about miners in Norway: the pay is higher, the work is cleaner, mechanization is everywhere, normal conditions, no of these "comes any, the forces are not left".
What are they doing wrong?
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Here you will tell us how they do :-) We have this: little money, so young people are not in a hurry to the mountain, and ancient technology that buries health. There are new cars, but not a lot. I can see from what state the slugs resurrect the mechanisms coming for repair. The stalls in our workshop, for example, are about 50 years old. Some have already been officially removed, but no one is going to change them. Delivery service does not always come, so you have to regularly drag details on your hole. The furnaces in the "watts" almost no longer include, supposedly, a new order "no more than an hour a day in total".
The official course of leadership is savings. Reducing the state to the absolute minimum, re-calculating wages (the senior classes even lost a little). And it is not only with us. This is in many factories that have entered a well-known Russian chemical holding. As soon as the factory falls into the hands of the Moscovites, it immediately turns out that we are working inefficiently, and it begins to tighten the belts (our, of course, not the management). In a neighboring city, a small electromechanical plant was generally broken down in a few months (as if someone ordered it). There is now full mess, orders are cut off, people are leaving.

here here :
I am for what? I am not so old. But, listening to the hymn of the Soviet Union, I feel that for its revival, I and Mikhail Kalashnikov are ready to pay tribute not only to words.
and...
Given the fact that the Union collapsed more than 30 years ago, either you are over 50, or you have listened to stories about "I was in the Soviet era."
Maybe you still start living in the real world and stop dreaming of a good fairy with a pipe that will fly, shoot all the pids and do you very well?

Go to school, or the mom will go to school!! The Belovež agreement, December 1991, 23 years ago. I am 31 years old, but I still remember something about the union (pioneering tie, rows, a stone shale in the recreational park), which gave birth to me during the time of Brezhnev (but you probably think that this is the father of Vera Brezhnev).

O God! Give these believers brains!
A flying pasta monster. Give these pasteurizers brains!
Nothing comprehensive! Give these atheists brains!
Don’t squeeze the humorous resource with your arguments!

You are terribly mistaken.

A loving cat? He doesn’t care about you – he just needs you as a source of food and a warm home. So keep going "earn for your cat", slave.

On September 1, I had a cat who lived with me for 18 years. A month later, someone threw a tiny kitten into the entrance, a maximum of 2 weeks from the family. She cried loudly, hit the corner and trembled. Parents were against taking, because the last cat recently died, and it was necessary to leave in November for a week and a half. I put it in a box and put it in bed. She screams at the entrance. I was sorry. I decided that if no one takes it before evening, I will take it myself. So it happened. So without asking anyone, I just went and took her for myself. Here is everything – and compassion, and my kindness, and even the fact that it all looks like a sign from above. Now she’s a fun, beautiful cat, and guess who she loves the most? Not the parents with whom she watches TV in the evenings and who mostly feed her and serve her with tastes. and me. My room, my couch and even my knees are her favorite places. And she does not sleep in the house bought for her, but under my blanket.
So, the only one who can care about you, the source of food and a warm home is a human being.

Given the fact that the Union collapsed more than 30 years ago, either you are over 50, or you have listened to stories about "I was in the Soviet era."
Maybe you still start living in the real world and stop dreaming of a good fairy with a pipe that will fly, shoot all the pids and do you very well?

Given the fact that the Union collapsed in 1991, you are a victim of the EGE, and you will not be helped by any fairy; and to shoot all the pydors, unfortunately, only Kalashnikov machines will not be enough. We need carpet bombings and mass shootings.

YYY: Do you have Sisadmin with a beard and a sweater?
XXX: we have sysadmin looking tough, healthy, bald, powerlifting engaged. All of his appearance.

to this:
“Klichko called his party ‘Udar’ because he’s a boxer. Don’t let God the gynecologist think to go into politics..."

Gynecologists are in charge throughout the country.

So far different "Peter’s installers" (without offenses :-)) by 6t. Every day "do", somebody has to do a black job.
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By the way, there was a reporter about miners in Norway: the pay is higher, the work is cleaner, mechanization is everywhere, normal conditions, no of these "comes any, the forces are not left".
What are they doing wrong?

and----

We are not in Norway. We have the money that should go to mechanization, goes to the chief boss’ pocket. We all laugh at people. See more reports, you will also learn about the end of the world and the usefulness of urine therapy.
and your cap.

The leader, addressing the team: What is your name Peter?
The team: Igor!
Peter is named Igor!

Company in the Middle)

from the correspondence.
XXX: Norm, I drink beer
Yyy: The last time I saw you here, you drank beer.
I didn’t drink anymore.
You come just when I drink.
You may be white?

Galenko left Niva, a post on the blog:

What I am going to do, I have not decided yet, although there are many options. I’ve heard that there are people on the internet who already know where I’m going. If they really know, let them tell me, I am interested.

Attempts to explain to a woman that she was wrong, naive and ridiculous...

She: What kind of evil are you?
I: Do you remember what you did on a Friday party?
She: Bone, you are what, fool? Today is Tuesday!

You love Virtue.
You: I like the puncture. I just ballad from her.
Someone is funny
You are: AHA
I like punctual people.

I’ll have to try something on the transformator oil.
Nails, for example