Fu Fu Fu Fu Fu Fu Fu Fu. Sleep paralysis is the most unpleasant thing I have encountered lately. And just before his attack I dream of some nightmares that are projected into my bedroom while I am lying paralysed muscle.

bbb: I started cuddling from this attraction, and it doesn’t come back.

ccc: Because he understood that he was pleasing to you

DDD: Like men are shorter.

A normal state does not fight the poor, it fights poverty.

I have already told the story of three times before my nose trying to throw a pack of money (dollars) so that I could raise it, and so on. (Well, standard fraud of the 90s and early 2000s).
At the same time, I had not yet imagined (for the first time) that this was a fraud, but – my natural honesty did not allow me to “get on the pitch” of a rather primitive scheme, exploiting, mostly, the greed of the victim.
Recently told in the newspapers about another "improved" version of about the same fraud - already with the use of "high-tech", namely - ATMs.
When I read this, I stumbled on my head.
It turned out that a month ago I was also wanted to "divorce" on the "banking machine scheme", and I - again, as in the 90s, did not "buy", and the scammers washed, not salted.
It looked like this: a dark November evening, I want to take money out in the ATM on the first floor of the office building (there is free access from the street). The time is about 18:30, the main mass of office staff has long run away, so I am surprised that the row of two men to the Sberov ATM, and the first, quite small, takes the money off, I take the row for him, and the second for some reason immediately adjusts to the row behind my back, and his height is below 190, and he weighs 140 kilograms. Sometimes I don’t immediately feel very comfortable starting with such an impressive uncle behind my back in a separate room of a empty office building, and still in the dark hours of day.
Nevertheless, I need to withdraw 20 thousand rubles urgently to repay the debt, another ATM needs to be searched for another half an hour, so I heroically stand and wait for access to the promised click of the ATM.
A crazy man in front of me for a long time rapes a bankomat and finally runs out into a dark street.
I breathe with relief, move closer, and I see that the guy has not taken the money that is running out of the bankomat gap. The ATM at the same time with a human voice whispers that in 30 seconds the money will be squeezed back if it does not take it right now. The reflex works – I pick up the money and place it in the same ATM next to the adjacent horizontal surface. After that, in an attack of human love, I run out to the dark street and say, "Man! The money is yours!” Of course no one responds. I go back to the ATM, I see that wide-armed man who turns his gaze from me to money, from money to me. I say to him, "Now I'll give the money to the guard, he will then give the man when he guesses to come back." I would add that the money, by feeling (I did not count them) was a thousand-three-four, not more. Interestingly, I wonder why the man, having spent at least 10 minutes on raping the ATM, left without receiving his money, while escaping after all the torture "at the most pathetic moment", when the ATM feeds, flashes the bulbs and shows the message: "Receive your money!"
A wide-hearted man grabs the money, screams to me, “I’ll catch him now!“And he runs away. I easily get the 20,000 I need from my card and go home.
And only then, after reading in the newspaper about the scheme of this "divorce", I realized the whole danger of the situation.
If I put the money in my pocket (and I would still count them before this), the "dispersed owner" would instantly appear and say that there was not actually 3,000 rubles, but 23 or 33,000 rubles, respectively, I would owe 20-30 thousand or more, while the broader man "would confirm" that the money was much more, "and your fingerprints are on all banknotes, so we call the police."
As usual, the Russians are terribly afraid of dealing with the police, so that 20-30 thousand of each equipped guys would be virtually guaranteed. By the way, it is not the fact that behind the corner was not a feeding policeman (or just a partaker in a police shirt and with a lip shirt).
Gradually I realized with what details of my behavior I destroyed the fraudulent scheme:
1) I did not recalculate the money, and took a packet of banknotes for REBRO (my prints were almost impossible to find with all the desire)
2) Immediately put money not in the pocket, but outside the ATM.
2) After a second-and-a-half ran to catch the "victim" (which obviously could then be calculated by surveillance cameras - well, I understood it after a couple of days of reflection)
3) The commander immediately said of the desire to immediately give the money to the guard, i.e. Even the thought was not to leave money for yourself (“Eye, is it money, dear?”)
In short, people, be careful! (c) the

We built the world’s first cosmodrome that started landing earlier than launch.

It was long ago. We found somehow two puzzles, i.e. my brother and I, 8 kg. A cup of magnesium. It is now that children will look at the metal, shake their shoulders, and go further into the screens to smoke, and then the pioneers knew exactly what it could be used for. You have understood, right?



In general, having a virtually unlimited stock of precious metals, we began to consider less than our dignity to go to the courtyard, or even to school without a decent ammunition petard. And everything would be fine, but the daily stroke of the pepper with a dracula stitch began to be terribly stressful. The demands are growing, and the mosquitoes are also rubbing reluctance. The decision came suddenly, as always.



We matured in the closet of the worker, who in the evenings was carrying a circle of "young handle" disks and asked to use a day. At home, they put him in a stitching machine and, covering the vicinity of the machine with a film, in one evening they took all the straw on the stoves, not even sweating very much. And you can imagine how they look like 7.5 kg. The Magnesium? That’s almost an entire box from the TV. Our joy had no limits. We pulled the box into our secret headquarters on the roof and arranged production.



Our walks were always accompanied by canonade, the authority among the puzzles grew incredibly, and here again, suddenly, a thought was born, which played a fateful role. In other words, you can bark! It is said – done! Production went to the mass level, a prize order was prepared. A small petard of the class “chop!” It cost 5 cops. A medium-powered ammunition “Huyak!” and 10 cop. A heavy “delay!” A total of 25. More power to build did not become, because of the TB had notion. Business predictably took off, everything went fine, until one terrible day everything was covered with a magnesium snail.



One young dwarf used the most powerful of our products, and instead of throwing the source of increased danger away, he began to look stupidly at the smoke rising from the incense of PIZDIK. How fucking here!

Remember, I said that we had an idea about TB? This alone saved us from far more serious consequences than the suffocation of business and the blue ass. Dolboyeba was only slightly injured, his arm was quite heavy and the fucker was squeezed with blemishes from the explosion. Nevertheless, his parents arranged his interrogation with a bias and struck where he needed to go.



In the morning, we were struck straight from the classroom by the military (then they were in each school) and led us to the director, where we realized that we had PIZDIK. Among those present were:

1st Strictly Strictly Strictly Strictly Strictly Strictly Strictly Strictly Strictly Strictly Strictly Strictly Strictly Strictly 1.

2nd Demonstratively holding for the belt and curvely smiling daddy - 1 piece.

Three Clothed Valerian and Validol class leader - 1 piece.

4 is The most terrible person is a real one.

5 is Strongly holding us for the ears of the aforementioned soldier - 1st.

6 is Local - 1st

After a cross-interrogation (we, as true pioneers, did not acknowledge the strategic residues of raw materials) we were discharged first on the urgently organized line and in the classes, and at home it became quite bad.



Did you see the baccarat? Our buttocks for a long time became the same saturated color, and only on the third day appeared green. Students from all over the school came to see them, and some parents led them to look at disobedient children in order to intimidate them.

For the demonstration of the blue ass, we took five kopecks per person, but this is a different story.



Such business was stifled, fucking... Author - StSoton.