I went out for a walk with a dog, next to the house a kindergarten. At the edge of the entrance to the garden is a man lying on the ground, next to him is a boy of 5 years old, crying heavily. I approached them, wanted to help, whether little to him, the heart or what... And he is drunk in the shell, hardly speaks. Who gave this companion in the garden son is a mystery. Oh well okay. It was his fault, not his fault, that his father had stumbled. I asked the child where he lived, and he said he would show the way.

And here we go. In one hand a dog who is shocked by what is happening, in the other a child who is shocked no less than a dog. A drunk batyu was picked up, he moved in autopilot mode and with the help of God. The man tried to tell me all the way about the fact that he crashed at the funeral of a friend, the child told about his day in the kindergarten. I listened to the stories and thought about what to do with them. Here the idea came to mind to call the boy's mother (with his words she was at work) and tell her about the condition of her husband and that the child with him is in a frightened state. She answered the call, I told her this story, she said it was clear and put the phone on. In short... We got to their house half by half with grief (it was decent to go), and here a new test is the 5th floor of a five-story house. The father barely stood on his feet, fell from the stairs twice, broke his head, but was conscious. I found the keys from his apartment, I wanted to open their apartment. While I was busy picking the keys, the mother of this family came, I gave her the child, the phone, the keys, the package of a man. And she... She silently just opened the door, took the child, her husband and everything. and all! No thanks, no please. I, of course, did not plan to collect laurels, but fucking... I briefly took my pet and we went home thinking of such an unusual walk...

I sit in the children’s yard of my house. My nephew is running somewhere. Not far from me in the sandbox are playing two Gypsies - brother and sister, apparently. Some Russian girl of 4 years of age suits them and actively tries to engage in a conversation, but the Gypsies do not understand Russian, they play on their own. Someone cries to the Russian boy:

Masha and Masha! They speak another language, they don’t understand you.

In another? She shouted surprisedly to Diane.

Second 30 thinks something, then turns back to the Gypsies and says loudly:

Hello May friends!

Interestingly, do people who passed the law “On Insulting Religious Feelings” realize that they insulted common sense?

It was affair. I went to my mom for business. Behind the fence a walk, songs, dances. and fun.
He came home, and here, the neighbor, through the fence:
Do you go to Chechnya?
Well yes, and what?
“Take up,” he said, “friend, you’re on your way.
No question, I say.
The body comes out, in a state between “fucking” and “now singing.” What do you do, we sat down, we went.
I won’t tell you how he fucked my brain, “You don’t hold the steering wheel, “gaze give it,” and so on. We walk through the bull, there are menta. They brake.
From that moment the show began. This spinoff, falling into the driver's window, pushing me into the seat, and fell: The reason for the stop, and show the documents, and I turned you all on the ass. I’m not sinless, but in my whole life, I’ve never been so ashamed and offended.
I can’t say how long I’ve been pudding my brains. As a fool, I tried to explain something. At this time, the body, splashing around the car, promised the mints the punishments of heaven. Hardly called out.
Okay, I let it go. We go. Mood is ruined. Orangutang again begins to catch up with the driving, teaching driving skills. And here I broke.
– Denis, I say, and you don’t want to suck? It is nice to sit on the track.
The patient was excited. I stop, release the dude to the side, then give up a little back, slow the door to clog, and go home with a brick face.
As I was then crucified, "And fucking he will hit you, and will tear your ass into slats." “You, Gandon, have abandoned a man. He had to walk twenty kilometers on foot in the rain. His wife had that still sprinkled saucer. The neighbor stopped greeting.
Am I ashamed? No is. Would I do the same again? Yes is.
This is such a story.

Everyone is equal before the law and the court.
No one should be tortured.
Everyone has the right to the secret of correspondence.
Housing is inviolable.
Freedom of the media is guaranteed. Censorship is prohibited.

The provisions of the Constitution of the Russian Federation sound like slogans at an opposition rally.