I have a dog of the breed Kurtshaar. She doesn’t look scary, and she is very scary by nature, even afraid of her own laugh. One evening, a drunk man came to me on a walk. and dark. Around no one. I understand that it’s useless to scare the dog, she pressed her tail and hid behind my back. The man opened his hands. But then my puppy with the cockroach began to throw on him. He fell down, and what a fortune that he did not notice how she was overwhelmed by fear.

From the discussion of innovations, different companies on GT:

qrck13
Apple without Jobs is a huge Titanic, with no one steering the wheel and engine failures, and which is flying at a tremendous speed by inertia. While it rolls, but rush to the big iceberg - and go to the bottom

by Tembl44
And Tim Cook polishes bronze curtains on it.

1eqinfinity
Whether I’m spoiled, or is your phrase a multi-level euphemism for the phrase “Tim Cook...
and pedrilla.”

Sunshine
Rather, it was meant; instead of steering andining in working condition, the captain is busy "unclearly what."

ragequit
But the course of your thoughts...

A long time ago, on the dawn of my work, I arranged for one company as an electric welder. One day the boss asked me if I could cook a gas boiler. I had no experience, all the experience in the gas welding was - it was independently welded 10 cm seams, but I did not want to hit the dirt in the face and so I replied affirmatively. He asked me why. He bought a used car "Moskvich-2140". The cars were tight at the time. Moskovich had a run through the sands of Kazakhstan, and was all rotten - wings, thresholds, etc. and. I had to cook this metal. Yes, and the greedy was the boss to drive the car to the service, and so I was free of charge and during working hours. My grandfather helped me. Which of the gesture cut and bended thresholds and wings. As I said, I had no experience, and especially about body works I had no idea, how and what and what nuances. So I cut off those thresholds with a whole seam! (For non-specialists I will explain - the body of the car is boiled with small gripes to avoid deformation.) Naturally, Moskovich led very strongly, the front doors went up by 2 - 3 centimeters, the rear by as much down. They were not closed at all. The master of the site came - a healthy grandfather, a former frontman and a former athlete - saw such a case, squeezed a little, and then said, "Yes, shit, now I'll fix it," and began to push somewhere with my hands, somewhere to drag, somewhere to scratch with scratches, as a result of the traces of my sting did not remain, the door fit the sting in the sting. And in the evening some friends came to the boss, began to inspect how the work progressed. And one of them cried out, addressing the chief, "Not a hero to yourself, Seroga, what special you cooked - the thresholds are completely welded and have not led anywhere?“To which the boss, with such a look of a man who has crushed the jackpot, answers, “Yes, I recently took a speck!”

The difficulties of homosexual life I encountered for the first time in third grade. About who is LGBT, I was still unknown, but from the gray-eyed, curly and bearded five-legged Rita for some reason could not take her eyes off. I decided to get her location anyway. She gave sweets, bracelets, which she bought for honestly accumulated. Compliments are covered. She even offered her to write. Rita smiled demonstratively, and I turned red and mourned. But then I was told that I was a beautiful princess, it turns out, because I slipped, that is to say, I planned something, because a girl can’t treat the girl just so well.

The website of the drug clinic:

He slept for 16 hours and woke up drunk. Drink less bottles of vodka. I am scared, looking for answers.

I sit in the office, two girls are sitting opposite. There is a lot of work, so I occasionally turn on the "hearing filter" concentrating on the work. I do work, I participate and I hear (c-colleagues):

K: And here she suckles, suckles, so deliciously, soaking like a vacuum cleaner... And then swallows.

I am O_O

K: Oh, we are generally talking about feeding a child... the perverted...

When I was 15 years old, my relatives turned down and gave me a good sum of money. I was very pleased and started planning future purchases.

That evening my uncle came to me. He sat down at our guests after some unsuccessful machinations. My uncle began to tell me how important the family is and how important it is to help each other. He told me how difficult his time was. He asked me to borrow the money I had given him. I was young and honest. I owe it to him.

The next morning my uncle disappeared. He went to the other end of the country to start a new business. He did not answer our calls and never repayed the debt.

years have passed. He recently called me. He said he was ashamed of that episode. He regrets betraying my trust. How he would like to redeem his guilt.

It was great, I interrupted it. But if you want to borrow money from me again, my answer is no.

A bad little asshole. My uncle said angrily and hanged the phone.

The Repeat
The Girl: Repeat
The boy : )
The girl : )
and the
The girl: y
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The girl: Olo
Every weekend I’ll be playing Storm Heroes.
Girl: You will not

Uncomfortable questions from children. My fourth asked what I was doing at work. I work on a regime unique object in the Russian Federation, so as not to know - I will not say. But it’s like explaining to a child that you’re running a synchrophasatrone. That was really uncomfortable, and all these gay morgi are thief.

I filmed the room of my grandmother who was not less than 85-90 years old, gave the money for the rental, and safely forgot about it. Day three passes, the grandmother enters and begins to count with a crying voice - how I am not ashamed of her unfortunate money to steal, you live a long time and you know where the money lies, in the end three days she sat in my room and collapsed my brain, said she called the police now will come to take fingerprints from the wallet. My arguments about my lack of involvement in this disappearance were ignored. In the end, she found the money herself, said that she hid and forgot. And I sat in my room for three more days, crying and apologizing. Now with grandmothers I try not to live, the nervous system will be stronger.

I crossed the road yesterday, saw how the infinitely on the move at the move of the lying police officer crashed... the cat and fled about O.

Yesterday, in our swimming pool, the mother-in-law arranged a scandal because of the fact that her 12-year-old boy was not allowed into the women's dressing room. Men are dangerous. I also went to the bathroom with my mother at the time, but until the age of three... the boy was sorry, he begged the fool with tears, let him calmly change his clothes, but she went on the principle. Eventually, she was returned the money for the subscription. My husband has psychotrauma.

Even in the pre-airphone era, as a student, he worked half-time in a "advertising agency", which had its shields and advertising structures in the elevators. Then the advertising in the elevators has not yet arrived, not so angry people and was new. Mostly among the customers were all sorts of providers, sanitary technicians, etc. But one day a not quite standard client came to us - a guy aged 25-26, well dressed, with the phrase "I want to beautifully offer a girl to marry me." The order is non-standard, especially considering that it needed only about a dozen elevators and we did not do so before. However, he agreed to pay the full price for the conditional “district” (approximately 700 elevators, with a 30% discount, and in other elevators we hanged a social jacket), for which I was able to give him a 70% discount for a large shield on the road, at the exit from the courtyard where his lady of heart lived.



The layout was made free of charge by our designer (something that was originally done by the client himself was some sort of painting), the text was something like "Masha, I love you. Go out for me. Your Sasha" and their general photo. The girl, by the way, in the photo was just an angel - white curls, soft features of the face, all so innocent. The client approved the layout, he went into printing and installation.



A couple of days later he came back to our office, joyfully: “She said yes! “” Shed in words of gratitude, carried a bottle of cognac; we also smiled - "What a cute story", and in general it was at least some sort of scent among sanitary installers and prostatitis healers.



And five days later, he called us back to the office and said, “Girls, please take away the posters.” Of course, there were questions - what, why, and especially under the contract, in the case of a change in the designs, the installation and disassembly he paid out of his pocket, and the money is not so small. He came to our office and then with his words:



“In an elevated mood, I came to Masha with a large bouquet, a champagne, a ring. I went into the elevator, and there on the layout was written - don't marry, she is a prostitute, write me "the email was followed". I thought, what kind of people are jealous of other people’s joy. But Emily re-wrote for the case. Everything went well, I joyfully went home, not getting burdened by the nightingale of Masha - she lived with her parents. and joyful. But something didn’t give me peace, this scornful text didn’t come out of my head. I decided to write this email. I tried to call the unknown. To be honest, I wrote rude. The answer came quickly – it contained a torrent link and only one sentence “No matter what my name is, I fucking your bride, watch the video.” I cooked, wrote some ugliness, but for the case decided to download torrents. The next morning I looked at him. Madly.. It was a typical “home video” – a slightly blurred low-quality picture, a poorly furnished apartment in which two girls were furiously fucking with four men, even without condoms. One of them actively fucking my angel in my ass. In the first minute I had a strange thought, “And she told me she didn’t like anal sex. and fucking.. “Well, maybe it’s been a long time, we’ve only been dating for two years, well, and what from the fact that she was filmed in porn.” But at that moment, a wall calendar came into the frame. We congratulate you on the New Year of 2008. So that was maximum a few months ago...



After that, there could be no marriage. To the honour of Masha, she did not give up and honestly confessed everything. The repair was carried out at the expense of the company.



What happened to the heroes of history, I do not know, except that Sasha went to Peter, deciding that with such a shame he will not be able to live in our city. But since I’m asked what the benefits of advertising are, I’m telling that story. The story of how dirty advertising in the elevators saved a human life, or rather, saved from a serious mistake.

In the Russian Federation, the most common disease is elevator enuresis.

There are times when you just want to take and tear out an entire sheet of life. So, I think I want to throw out the whole notebook...

A five-year-old son, playing on a tablet, enters a voice request to Google:
Lovely games for kids. Not for five years, right?! to

No, it’s straight from night.
Like bombs at the entrance to the station.
XHH: or Apple fans before opening the store.
Per they are the same people...

xxx: Interestingly, I will live until the moment when a monument is erected, say, Yezhova
YYY : HZ
xxx: opened here an article about him in wiki and chet again
I like these words:
xxx: "In the indictment it was said that Yezhov committed acts of martyrdom "acting for anti-Soviet and utilitarian purposes";;
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XXX: Chet me out straight)
Not patriotic
He did not act patriotically.
Listen, if there is an anti-Soviet act of masonry...
XXX: It should be...
Xxx: Unselfish by :DDD

From time to time, I contact a contractor from Yekaterinburg. Uncle himself is normal and quite condemned, but from his Ural speech I have ears in the tube, and if suddenly he speaks emotionally - I generally understand the meaning of the monologue only by the keywords caught.

The morning. An exciting dialogue with Nikolai Ivanych on the topic "Why have you not yet sent TZ and how do you want us to work?". He hurriedly justifies that the shash will all be, wait a little longer, on the move it burns up, at the end I just ask him to duplicate everything to the mail, because I am not sure that I correctly translated his speech into my language.

I put a phone. The colleague (happy)

There was a dialogue with a friendly civilization, right?

Sonetka: No, well, I understand, the contribution to American culture, all that. But I’t give it to Dylan. I would give Watson then.
Ivan: Are we really still talking about Nobel prizes?