Short description of TZ:
Duels of Indian heroes on Indian weapons in Indian decorations.
No need to dance.

Message from the project manager in the corporate chat:

For analysts working with [systems name]: A task has been created to record an unknown whore that has been wrecked by a fellow under our sensitive guidance.
If you see something strange - write there, don't be ashamed. Formalization is not necessary, but do not cover the hooks - Jira is not ours.

(Case from discussion of cooking meat in the salad for the march)

The AAA:
Young students decided to cook meat in the group, drank well, but ate poorly and fell asleep.
They wake up in the morning from a terrible baby. They ran to the kitchen – there everything smoked, the meat was already burning... Then one grabbed the burning pot and threw it into the open window. It was a warm night and the windows were open.
But it failed, and the pot fell into the vertical partition of the window frame, in that that in the middle of the window. As a result, it all collapsed on the floor. The burning meat and fat flew across a large area.
Which as having extinguished the fire and cleaned up, they decided that it was better to squeeze in time until the owner of the apartment came.
When the owner (X) came, he also did not kill himself very much, because the next day he flew for a month in the mountain.

The culmination was the arrival of X home after the march.
Even in the elevator he noticed that the neighbor looked at him somewhat strangely.
Opening the apartment, X almost fell from the horror. Thro the floor flourishes. It turns out that the same students forgot to cook a piece of raw meat lost under the bed.

The AAA:
A substantial clarification of x!
The apartment has just been bought. He put the iron door, but there was no seal yet. Therefore, the dwarfs pulled out of the door and ran down the staircase, falling into the staircase to the lower floors.

XXX is
Called to the accounting office, their printer stunned when printing.
Dormantly *
It turns out that they had their cupcake...
= D
YYYY
What is? How is?
How did they get confused?
XXX is
He stood close to the MFA.
He was not seen, so the couple went because of him.
As behind
YYYY
Could they not distinguish steam from smoke?
XXX is
Yes Yes

> There was something today. I do not know how to describe. I don’t even think of the words %).
> I run computer networks. There is a course. Something like "design a local network". Themes were published in February. One girl all this time painted a ballad, in couples engaged in nonsense, and so on. Now I got it (for the first time!) Testing in electronic form. Its theme was "Design of the local network of the microregion". This is the part about the local network she somehow missed out of sight. Kurac is dedicated to the design of the micro-area: children's playgrounds, landscape, that's all. On my question, about what she writes here at all: "I don't know, my sister helped me". I begin to experience what subject she goes to me at all - in response to an existential emptiness in my eyes. I turn the cursor without reading, I say, you will bring, when it will be on the topic of computer networks, and to me in response, I do not know, you will teach me how to do it. I want to take and withdraw.

I went with a friend to a seminar in another city by train. Drive for about a day. The company gently paid us a coupe. We took with us all kinds of food (traditionally chicken, cucumbers, sausages, chickens, etc.) I took vodka. First came a young man, a student. We are three, and it’s evening. Do you want to be small? He immediately had fun - apparently hungry, and there was food and drink. We sit down and calmly drink for acquaintance. Here, a woman of forty-five sits down to us - all in a hat with a leather suitcase, rubbing her nose, sitting with us. We cleared the vodka, of course, and the snack is on the table. She took some nuts and sat down, biting them. Well, little by little contact with her settled - she turned out to be a teacher, immediately announced that she was a vegetarian (even earlier than the name). We got acquainted and asked, say, if she doesn't mind if we continue, or maybe the company will. “I can drink vodka!” She immediately informed me. By the end of the trip, she drank all our vodka and ate all our cocktails. A vegetarian idiot

Some "communal service" announced that they will be replacing the batteries in the house with new ones. And indeed, in the morning came a van, from there came out men in specialties and with a tool. Shustro went through the apartments, turning off the old radiators and pulling them down, into the truck. After turning off a large number of batteries, the men said, “All, tomorrow we will bring and put new ones”... And no one else has seen them. The old batteries were found at the point of receipt of metal.

Yarasa: the ears were inflamed, antibiotics were prescribed, the intestines reacted violently, there was no way to get out of the house. On this occasion, she made sausages in a sharp sauce, ice cream, yeast plugs and snacked milk with garlic. To die - so with music >_<.

The last time Masha had them and the mother-in-law followed them on their heels and said how to behave, and my take yes and ask "Baba Natasha, and you will always chase us?"))) Grandma Natasha did not understand the incursion and concluded that Masha from a large family and not used to the attention of adults))) because my mom lacks time for everyone.

"Use it for health until it was prescribed!" — such an inscription was on these boxes.

Which were delivered by a beat filled with "GAZelyu" to the house of this deputies.

All-Russian Association of Intimate Goods Shops.

The counting
But cups and plates should not be on the desk. Shorts and jackets on the chairs as well.

There is a good humorous book, “Peter’s Principle,” written by Lawrence J. Peter. It belongs to the same family as Parkinson’s Law and Murphy’s Law. Love for a clean table was mentioned there, in the chapter "Non-Medical Signs of the Final Stop". The main theme of the book is the laws governing incompetence.

About children's wilds and the fortress of the skulls of Homo sapiens.

In the 1970s, teenagers were riding big people in the courtyard. From the 4th floor, a cute girl tried to spray all the boys with water from the sprayer. Chick was to jump under her balcony without wet.
After jumping through, as I thought, luckily, I felt that my hair was wet. It is under the barrel. I felt the blood. A boy from the fifth floor threw into us a cafeteria. It hit me straight into the ground. In the barrel " bullet" hole. There is no hole in the head, but there is blood. Stayed in the hospital for a week. Tagged with green. People with fractures on the outlet and so on. And I’m like a fool, with a bump. Cut off the fifth. May be warm. Seven days seemed like ten years.

Periodically there is a thought to stick to the cat with a beacon. Troll is not ashamed. The cat enters the room, then I go in, the cat is not. Not by sounds or other signs of material presence. I close the door behind me, looking for a cat in a semi-empty room, where there is simply no place to hide. Ten minutes without result. There is also no reaction to the sound of toys and the squeezing of a food bag, although it usually pops out immediately. I even tried to photograph the room, suddenly my eye was blurred, the photo is also empty. I go to the door, behind it suddenly "mormeau!". I turn, the cat stands and sows. For now, the only sound explanation is going to eat into other dimensions, but the teleport only cheats the code people do not see.

Bridge: I just turned my child’s world.
He asked me why I needed eggs.
Bridge: And I said that he came out of them.
Bridge: Now the child thinks I’m having two new children
Bridge: and that he will soon have children too
How can I explain that I am not a penguin?

Who does not want to be a obedient worker after school, think with your mind and do not be afraid of low grades!

Oh, just the appellation skill, don't forget to pump out the child's own assessments. Or “your mind” will bring only problems, not scams. They must be used so that the guilty remain the guilty ;)

This was stated by Senator Sergey Lisovsky at a meeting of the regional parliament today.
According to him, drizzle and drizzle of birds were "invisibly" translated into waste of the corresponding hazard classes from the category of organic fertilizers in 2014.

On the contrary, tomorrow human guano will be equated to class 4 of danger and will have to pay a tax for their production. Drawing - Drawing gave

Destroyed in nature - illegal disposal of waste 4 class of danger, 5 years with confiscation.

From Hicks, comments to the article on neuroscience:
Aaa: Well, now another human task is mastered by artificial intelligence. Then the description of the algorithmic part will be taken.
bbb: And, as a logical conclusion, a neural network that writes the code of another neural network.
Ccc: Well, don’t stress you, fucking, and you’re so sick!
ddd: The next step is a video game code generator for gameplay video.
eee: The next step is to create the code and graphics of the game by text description: "Hello. I am Cyril. I would like you to make a game, 3D action is like this... The user can play forest elves, the guard of the palace and the villain..."

I go to work in the morning. I go to myself, I do not touch anyone, I think about the things ahead of the day. A dog is running away from me. This is a typical garden. Let’s call it Bubble. I am going, Bubble is running. Suddenly in the dog room. And I don’t really like when such clums meet along the way, you never know what can come out of this meeting. Apparently Bublik also did not respect such meetings, so he changed his tactics as a lonely proud dog. He quickly rebuilt))) He pressed to my leg and ran next to it)))I looked at him from above, and he looked like he said - There is no way out!))) So we went through this room with him. No one touched him, apparently thinking that he has a master and he is not a lonely dog that can be invaded impunely. As soon as we passed the risk zone, My Bubble ran on to his dog affairs, leaving me proudly alone. I wasn’t thinking about the job, but about how smart and intelligent the dog was.

I watched both prequels. It became clear why Ripley soaked strangers like the grandmother of blind kittens. Apparently, only she carefully read the reports of missing expeditions, and analyzed the terrible rumors and twists in the smokers of the company. Otherwise, where is all this knowledge of vulnerable points and the all-winning alcoholic mother?

From the Beautiful:
A friend travels with his family to Cyprus for 2 months, there he has relatives with whom he can stay. He travels there regularly, once a year, and since everything is not smooth with medicine on site, and all this is not free, he is looking for an insurance company to buy insurance. Last year there was an insurance case, the wife became ill, as a result of insurance they were accepted only in the state. in the clinic, where she, in a semi-conscious state, standing, holding her dropper in her hands "treated". The police refused to issue medicines, took cash, issued checks and sent them to the insurance company for compensation. For almost a year, it has been decided how much the insurance case was. Not the essence. This time, taught by the bitter experience, the comrade first thing is interested in the office - how to solve the issue with the clinic on the spot on insurance, so as not to pay the bull, there is insurance! The girl at the end explains that you need to call them, they decide whether an insurance case, and then decide with the clinic that they will pay them, well, this is all as long as you throw off the horses, the process is not fast naturally. In the question,
- But I am sick, I call an ambulance, they require a lot of money, and I have no cash to pay, what to do? He gets a brilliant answer:
Well, you do not go to Cyprus to get sick, everything will be okay!