The fools in their mania of the Vedic always consider their personal interests and the interests of their hosts to the interests of the whole country. And when someone presses their tail, they whisper about betrayal and betrayal.

My friend has a professional in every botanic there. In the middle of the summer, we go with him to the market, around a bunch of merchants, everyone is trying to sell something. A grandmother invites us:
- Take my potatoes, grown on your site, with your own hands, with love, for yourself.
A friend, looking at the buds, says:
I have to take. Let’s help this grandmother a little. It has a place very far away.
I am interested:
Do you know that grandmother?
Reply to:
and no. I know this potato, it’s from Egypt.

- Dmitry Anatolyevich, the children are growing up. The family buzz cannot withstand.
Yes yes yes. If you don’t have an iPhone, buy a Lamborghini. And I am like a poor man for the second year in the same bandley.
Education in London, instructors, governors...
How much is the content of the property. Not me to explain to you.
My dogs refuse to fly on such a plane.
- Old wives ask for alimony, and young men are also not encouraged by the ministerial mandate, you need to buy an apartment.
There is not enough money, we have to come up with something.
All arguments are for, against anyone. The government is unanimously in favour of raising the retirement age.

The middle daughter, the third, fell from the bicycle on the country, scratched the skin on the nose. Her story :

It was very painful, but I decided not to cry, because the tears were salty, and my nose would hurt even more. So I did not cry. I just spoke.