One day at the beginning of the zero gathered in the universe in the morning. Before leaving, I check the mailbox. The boxes were hanging in two rows, one above the other. The gaps for newspapers were above and quite wide.

I opened the door, looked and closed. I pulled the key and or sharply shrugged, but it stuck, the whole ligament slipped out of the hand. If he fell on the floor and her with her, he would raise up. I decided to catch her! And showing the miracles of the reaction, I crawl my hand over the bandage, send it to the wall, and from there with the ricochet - to the lower mailbox. Any other day she would get stuck. The stars were especially bright. She slipped perfectly.

There is no time at eight in the morning. Bring to the apartment from the number on the box. He opened the embal in his workouts with a cup of coffee in his hand. He listened, went down and opened the box. And just delivering the keys from the box, apparently, to the end believed in my story, because. began to roast.

I go on the street, the weather is good, the mood is great, and go to meet the company of schoolchildren (14-15 years old)

Uncle, can you help me?

I did not immediately understand what I was.

Uncle, we need help! A question of life and death!

I turned around, what happened?

You can buy electronic cigarettes.

I am not, guys. I don’t buy cigarettes for my kids.

I turn and hear such a dialogue.

The old fool. How do these starters dance?

I’m only 26... I’m still small, I love ice cream and my mom is scorned if I eat all kind of shit... And here I’m already a “old m#dack”.

PCI is hurt.

If the villain is not sitting, it means that a honest person is sitting in his place.

And our cat on the wave Black Lives Matter has filled up its vocabulary, although we do not live in America.
Cat two - one white, fatty and absolutely inert, so that access to it is not denied anywhere, it will still lie in a carcass wherever it is placed. The second is black like resin, very lively and playful, sometimes too much. So it happens when we want to quietly watch a movie in the evening, we drive a black man out of the door, if he goes too far, i.e., he starts running on the ceiling, drilling holes in the couch, etc. It happens that he still crashes back, as he knows how to open the door himself perfectly, but it happens that he leaves offended, and then demonstrately does not return.
At some point, at this most mentioned wave, I had a habit: if I had to remove a cat from the room, I would take a dead body and, saying, “Marsic, we have racism,” I would take it out of the door.
And here, one day, the black falls and begins to crumble. Well, I think it’s time to get up, to endure. I get up from the chair with the words, “Marsic, we have racism.” And then this miracle turns to me, looks full of contempt and proudly leaves the room alone! Then they re-checked several times - hearing the word "racism", the cat himself leaves the room. So now we also have a victim of racism who is fully aware of this fact.

Democracy is when the literate and responsible powerlessly observe how the ignorant and the ignorant choose the ignorant and the ignorant as their leader.

I studied in 11th grade.

"I run away" I once out of school to smoke, I approach the garages and see the following:

A bearded man in unclean clothes tries to drag the boy into the van.

He cries, cries, and almost cries.

Then I immediately understood everything. The trouble!

I run and start pushing the man away from the child, looking at the sides, looking for someone to call for help.

Thankfully, the man explained everything quickly and I didn’t have time to bring the spark.

He was working on repairing the apartments. What he was wearing, he went after his son.

And the little girl didn’t want to go just because his father was going to take him to the barber.

The child confirmed this version, laughed and separated.

It was a bit embarrassing, but better so :)