On the weekend, there was a small debris in my apartment. The visible consequences were eliminated by the arrival of the mother. But not about them. Some people now know there is no hot water. And I just couldn’t refuse dear guests to accept the soul. And here, in fact, one of the guests decided to wash the cowards, good, with them were clean.
Washing is washing. And safely forgot them on the tube in the bathroom.
Well, I waited until the cowards were more or less dry, and hid them away from sin, namely in my bag. Even in the bag pre-wrapped and flashed on the bag, of course.
I went into my room yesterday... and I see: the cowards carefully hanged on my chair... I watched... the Fathers of the Holy Fathers, and they are still wiped out!!! to
My grandmother, however, was burning... the attack of nervous laughter in me continued for half an hour.
She didn’t say anything to me!! Probably so that I’t find out that she’s climbing on other people’s bags... And so, I put a silent reproach...
Now I think as if she didn’t drop her mother...
The poor grandmother. Heaven, I invented myself unknowingly what...
I am poor 😉

A friend went to the Lower. lives in the community.from morning sms:

"That is the milk. My neighbor is gone and I live alone. I forgot to close the door for the night... the cell phone was not touched... the player was left... and the pelletry was sprinkled... the pelletry was...

Noavatar: I stand in a car on a sorting machine, and a lonely tank passes by the window with a huge inscription: CHLOR. Do not let go of bitterness
She went to the hill.
SDuck: It’s all shit. I was in the army once 5 semi-vagons with powder wagons. On each of the huge letters was the inscription "Do not drop from the hills", nor the presence of warmth with people, nor did this inscription hinder the sorting to scroll it all from the hills to other wagons.
What if they wanted to compare the mountains?
SDuck: There, by luck, the whole sorting could be aligned. But the mechanic of the maneuvering vessel was not like a specialist in terraforming.

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I was talking to a young man (P) for a meeting.
Q: So maybe we’ll meet tomorrow? Look at the end)
I: I can’t, I’m going to the bar tomorrow for my birthday.
Q: Okay tomorrow afternoon?
I: I have a meeting on the upcoming trip on the bayards.
P is female! The weekend?! to
I: Listen, honestly, I will be in the woods. A friend’s birthday.
Q: You’re just trying to get rid of me.
I : No! honestly! Any other day!
Q on Tuesday?
I: Theatre...
A: The last attempt. The Thursday?
I: The football...
Everyone doesn’t talk to me anymore. It is all true.

That is, you are dying for two weeks without him, you can't find time to meet him and wonder that he didn't give up such communication?

9:00 am in the morning. Beginning of working day. The whole people are drawn to work in a tormented state. Everyone sits behind their workplace. The entire sales department has a program. Everyone makes the way to whisper and pull it, that the type of work is a lot. Every 20 minutes they ask for a long, long time. At this time, everyone is sitting who is watching the photos, who is crashing into the shell. In the end, after an hour of my torture, I still raised everything, everything worked out. I inform the whole department, type everything works, you can start. The whole department rises up from their jobs and whoever is, I only hear. Whoever is going to eat, whoever is smoking, etc.

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We have history. The customer is a fashion shop "XXXXXX". First calls a bullshit, then an exalted lady. With a scream: your dirty air conditioner smells, you can’t work, you can’t work, you can’t do it here!!! 20 minutes to calm, explain - you need to serve, the smell of the unwashed filter. The lady at the same time is interested - and where is the filter here, as if nothing is running? The circus is shorter.
We equip servicemen, they come, carry out a technical examination. Calling in the office – it smells from the basement! The condom is not included.

Watch the video "Why do Japanese need hieroglyphs?"
It turns out, they write, if horizontally, then from left to right, and if from top to bottom, then the columns from right to left. And they have no gaps. Probably did not invent the appropriate hieroglyph.
Functionally, the gap belongs to the signs of intersection.
The GOST defines the gap as follows: "letters reproducible in the absence of drawing".

In one of the leading Russian technical universities, the first course gives physical formulas with integration and potentiation. And on the second, they explain what potentiation and integration is. Education reform is all about it.

Patriarch Kirill considered 200 new temples in Moscow insufficient.
- We are far behind the "Five-Year-Old", although we have overtaken "Dixy".

The SMS billayna though looks like "Dear customer. Your rate will be updated... the rate will increase... the cost will be...".
But it’s read just like "Hey, shit! Now you pay more."

I have defended myself today.
2nd OOOO! I am not asking how
1: And I can tell you 😉
2: Give it
I felt like a little bit of asphalt, which is laid by hardworking workers: carefully studied, heated to the desired temperature, then scattered, robbed, rolled a couple of times, drowned in boots and proudly looked at how beautiful I became in the end, pretending how even more beautiful I will be in autumn.
2: Imaginary
Most importantly, the truth.

xxx> Do you have a shirt today?? to
yyy> yeah who has broken up? The Marine? On the weekend the curtains slicked offgenes to the kitchen, now I slick the pants))
xxx> to drink

There was one gasoline in our countryside...but why “was” it? Right now, the owner is another. At the time, it belonged to Yukos. However, this has nothing to do with history. The gasoline is well arranged - with the store, from the cafe - everything as it should be.

And next to it was a “point” where, as they now say, “girls with reduced social responsibility” worked. These workers often used the fuel toilet "for personal hygiene purposes" and a cafeteria in which they had a snack. Naturally, both teams – gasoline and “points” knew each other in the face, and sometimes drank together, after the work shift. And one of the refuellers – let’s call him Lecha – a young man, solitary – from time to time, when extra money was introduced, he actively used the services of “neighbors”.

And one day, during the next spontaneous joint "corporate" - it seems, in honor of the Eighth of March - when the people have already reached the condition, someone came up with a brilliant, as it seemed to everyone, the idea - to marry Loha! And the bride was immediately identified - a girl with a creative nickname, say, Snowden was his "favourite" in those periods when Leha decided to walk.

The objections of the “married man” were immediately dismissed as unworthy. No attention or respect. The only thing remains to do is get the consent of the bride. With this came out a hint - the lady had time to swallow and fall asleep, right behind one of the tables. When she was scattered and informed of the rainbow prospects for a soon-to-be marriage, the girl was only able to surround everyone with a dim look and ask:

For whom? ... →

Everyone pointed out to a not at all joyful Loeh. Snowden focused his eyes on him and firmly said his verdict:

No, for him I will not go. He is walking on BL! And, falling her head on her arms again, she immediately fell asleep.

Recently I, my mother and my younger brother (4 years old) were in the car. Quietly playing music, everyone thinks of their own and here small so colourful, with the arrangement issued:

It is a pity that my grandmother has no children.

He breathes hard.

Mom fell for 30 seconds, but we told him the terrible truth.

P. s. little real thought that every child is assigned a "grandmother" to help the mother. They were connected only by friendship.

We had a case in defense. There is an African student in our group whose mother tongue is English, but speaks Russian quite clearly. He prepared his speech for defense in Russian. After the lecture, the teachers asked him questions. And when the turn came to the chairman of the commission, he decided to ask in English. A minute’s pause and our student replied: I didn’t understand the question, repeat...in Russian.

Painting the waiting for a prince on a white horse is the best way to help.

Let’s say a gardener.

I work in a household appliance store (not a network store) and today I was brought to the municipal consumer protection department for not knowing the speed of rotation of the dish in the microwave.

Phone call to my wife:
Listen to me, beautiful girl. We took your husband hostage. If you want to get him alive, you have an hour to meet our demands.
The Wife:
I agree, what are the requirements?
You have to bring a beer box in the garage.
The voice of the husband in the telephone: “Two... two...”

Dissolve the rumor.
I watched a call recently. And the thought arose. After watching the recording, a ghost calls and says he has seven days left to live. What happens if you watch the recording on the fifth, for example, day. Will another seven days be added, or will the ghost say that it has two days left to live, or will it attack immediately?
And another moment. You can get rid of the curse by giving the tape to someone else. And seven days will pass for him. So this is what will happen if the other one looks, in five days will send back the cassette to see. Will we get a seven-day deadline? Then you can demonstrate each other a cassette every five to six days, watch it, listen to the threat of a ghost and a new one. Would you drive that?

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I stood in the morning waiting for the hospital to be opened... and here look, the grandmother went out of the window... then I see - a pigeon drives away from the carniss with a rod... a puddle is poured out of the carniss... it flies... the pigeons are flying... FIGAK! A goat... another goat... another goat... another goat... another goat! Could he train?
WOW :
She eats them stupidly along the way.