and Havana. Russian delegation (geologists) at the cafe. The guests are entertained by a pianist. Looking at us (the nationality of the visitors is calculated by the staff instantly), the tapercha played Vertinsky: "and maybe, in the prithons of San Francisco...". I had to give her money. Inspired, she performed “Podmoskovne večera”, then “Kalinka”. We gave her a few pesos.

Deciding to expand the target audience, the pianist looked around the hall and performed "Hava Nagila". From the corner came a few polite cotton. The piano and the pianist too.

I go home from work, already dark on the streets (winter). I see a nice girl coming to the meeting, listening to music through headphones, and having a tubing (on which no one is sitting). I decided to shine with my humor and say to her, “Girl, you lost the child.”

She stops, takes the headphone out of her ear and asks what I said. I repeat my joke. The girl at this point turns her gaze to the tubing and says as if she was a whirlwind: “Aaaah! My child! Dear God, I have lost my baby! “”

Here my face looked like this (O_O)

And then she calms down sharply, and she says, “Well, I’m joking...you’d see your roots now.” When I said this, I put the headphone back and went on.

A woman, like a super-popper-wrapped phone - a lot of functions, and you need only one, but in order to use it, you need to connect an extremely unprofitable rate.

Two years ago, the daughter guarded at the Christmas tree, very wanted to see Santa Claus, but didn't wait and fell asleep. Last year, my dad and I put some traps on Santa Claus. They thought Santa will come with gifts, fall into a trap, there will be noise, everyone will wake up and Santa will see. And this year, the daughter offered to turn on the video camera to record for the whole night, the father appreciated the idea and helped the camera to install - and the daughter finally "catch" Santa Claus. In the morning on the video was seen as under the tree like magic boxes appear... bac, bac, bac, one after the other grown pyramids with packed gifts. Then you can see a little bit of a sleeve or a piece of a red shirt - and that's all. The child talks all day about the "catched" Santa Claus.

In general, you have to pay tribute to Dad, the fairy tale is good and technically sophisticated.

Have you found a new home for the New Year, or what will be the last time you will meet your parents?
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