Five years ago, I visited Disneyland with my family. By night, when it was dark, we ran to the toilet. The male was relatively free, but the female formed a decent line. I am standing on the side, waiting for my husband. Suddenly I noticed that there was a man in the line to the women’s toilet. After standing quietly for five minutes, he suddenly began to look around somewhat faintly and finally asked the ladies who stood with him something. I did not hear the question, but I heard a friendly laugh, after which the guy quickly left the line. Later, the wife, laughing, told me that the guy asked, “Which attraction is this line?”

He was with me in Leroy. It’s summer, it’s hot, we’re in line to cut off the board. As always, there are no specialists, the turn of 10 people, we have been waiting for an hour. And here enters the grandmother with the windsurf and says, "Let it go without a turn! » I’m not a ham, but I asked, “Are we here for a joke? Stand in line, like everyone else, and wait.”

And here it came:

You and Ham, young man! I am a sick man, I am sick. Miss it!

With all my respect, but if you’re not well, what hell are you standing behind the boards? A woman with a child has been standing for an hour.

How are you...! Yes I...! You are...!

Those kinds of people

My wife told me a story that happened before we met her.



She went somehow with her friends to a restaurant, of course, drank, ate. They talk, laugh, and everything is fine. In the restaurant, the host announced that in 5 minutes the male striptease will begin. One of his wife's friends, Lena, who has long been married, modest, a rude word from her you won't hear, with all on you, after this announcement in the face changed. The girls were worried and asked, “Len, are you okay?” And Lena says, “It’s all bad! I forgot my glasses!“”

There was a case with me when I was a child when I was locked in the toilet. The handle on the door of our bathroom was round with a button in the middle – this button and closed the door to the lock. I went to the toilet and closing the door, as usual, pressed a button. Maybe I knocked too hard or something broke inside, but the pen remained in my hand! On the other hand, the pen fell off: I heard it fall on the floor. And here, I stand in the toilet, the door is locked to the lock, and I don’t know how to open it. Mom and Dad are at work and will come only in the evening, I am home alone. Crying is useless - it is unlikely that the neighbors will hear me, and the situation is unpleasant, but not critical. So I stayed locked up in a small room until the evening, until my father came and released me. After that incident, he rained for a long time and nodded over me.

I remember when I was a child, I found a puddle in the shape of some megablaster. She was perfect in her hand, and looked roofy! In the meantime, the fox was frozen. So I hid it in the snow and dug it every day and continued to play. It was such a unique fig that when her stool fell, she even tried to “freeze” a new one. But of course it was no longer that.

But these days I was the coolest mega warrior!!! to

When a politician calls the enemies of a country, he always refers to his personal enemies. Do not confuse!

More about the names of the ships (short history https://www.anekdot.ru/id/1290168/ )
In 1939, the light cruiser Molotov was launched and joined the Black Sea Fleet of the USSR. He worthyly conquered the Great Patriotic, but suffered from the exacerbation of class struggle in peacetime. When the Communist Molotov was exposed as a member of the anti-party group, on August 3, 1957, the ship received a new name "Slava".
Nobody remembered that Molotov's name was Vyacheslav.

Ten thousand people are missing, right? And four hundred thousand policemen, there is where to get?! to