We do not graze or sow,
We make a fool,
With the bell clock,
Destroying the clouds.

Y. Luzhkov "On the displacement of snow clouds over Moscow"

Fuck the Indians. My calendar closes once a year. As if we live.

By the way, if the child squeezed his eyebrows with a little sauce, it is not necessary to roast and say "shake them." Not a family, but horses.

Announcement to the pharmacy "There are no masks! Go on your own!" O_O

Hippo: I just arrived.
The wedding should be planned like this.
Hippo: so that the bride does not have critical days

XXX: I’ll probably never forget or confuse the smell of a dandy console just unpacked.

and fucking. A neighbor came to see my grandmother.
They drink tea in the kitchen, there the tribe rotates, there the washing machine.
Neighbor: Nikita, don’t stand next to the washing machine.
Nikita: Why is it?
Because it is a car! Who knows what is in her mind?! to