Yesterday in a shared company I met a friend, with whom I rarely see (and I absolutely do not regret it), and I had about the following dialogue with him:

I: How about myself, what is new?

Damn, I’ve been deprived of my right.

For the blue?

A: No, leave the place of the accident.

I: Oh, and you left the place of the accident?

Q: I was drunk.

I am easily offended. It will be hard to forgive later.

The child online engaged in chess, passed theory, practiced and today in their group were the first tournaments between themselves. Sitting next to the child, the program is new to help if anything. I see, the partner does not play as a child, not for 5 years. Go on, my son, I say.
We sit down, we cut it all, son canyut, I move it away. Here in the chat comes a message: - Can we let the kids play a little?

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