xxx: met a girl, often walked, communicated a lot, told each other about their dreams. Once the girl told about the ring she saw in the magazine, very beautiful, very would it fit her other rings and dress. I told, and I forgot.

Time passes, I get the SP and another debt for the SP in 2 months. A lot of money! I even bought Rington on the phone. I think I will please a friend, found and bought a ring. In the evening I met, I said, close your eyes and put a ring on her finger. I look at her face and can’t see which finger I’m wearing.

She opens her eyes, looks at the ring on her nameless finger and cries, “Is this the same ring?” ? to ? to

I answer, yes, that is the same. (I meant that was the same one from the magazine, which was with leaves of claw and a star)

She throws me on the neck, kisses me and says, I agree!

I am misunderstood, I think something is strange.

Three minutes later came, but it was too late to turn back :)

Married in six months.

XXX: I will tell you how my former boss married me. He always liked delicious (and who doesn’t like it?) and then a colleague at work began to feed him: then cakes, then cakes, then the borst will bring to work. He liked her taste very much. I went home and there was always good food. I met, met and married. When he became a husband, he learned that his wife could not cook. My mom was cooking it all the time.

A week ago, having worked hard, I went home. I know the girl is at home, so I knock on the door, but no one opens. Well, I think maybe he sits in the shower or in the headphones, so he doesn’t hear, I insert the key, but the lock doesn’t open, I start to bump stronger, while being noticeably nervous. In general, minutes after 10 unsuccessful attempts to get into the apartment, I fuck the door with my leg, selectively being a mother. The door is opened by a strange woman in a dress, with a very frightened look. I didn’t go out on my floor.

Home is a place where you can walk without a lighthouse.

Yyy: My home is your home

xxx: that then remembered one idea with the American mountains, you can just get rid of it and sit down: at the beginning of the movement of the wagons, when passengers are already attached and the sudden rise begins, the wagons should start to drop some iron parts, there should be a scratch and vibration, and the worker runs and screams: the wagonets have a cardinal spunt, emergency braking, emergency braking, and the wagons are gaining height, there are metal strikes, the gate begins to spread the sirens and the ambulance and rescuers enter and down the tear in the robe in a megaphone crypt crazy crazy crazy crazy sweat why no one has turned off this bitter crazy, crazy crazy, there we all have a shit there, how to leave it, And with these words, the car enters the edge, and the attraction begins.

I was 8 years old when I also burned something on a bowl and put it on the table, on the counter. A perfectly flat hole was formed on the scatter.

I was caught in panic. Because the lilium does not pass. And then I was obscured – we have a new one in the box, exactly the same! It only needs...

In short, I cut off the plate for the old scarf.

Did you know that Lake Baikal is sacred to the Japanese?
According to legend, God took a piece of earth and threw it into the ocean. Japan was formed. And at the place where the land was taken, Lake Baikal.

So what am I? Isn’t it time to make territorial claims to the Japanese? They live on our land?

Lovely people

Last week I bought a new car of my dreams. Big, beautiful and devastatingly expensive.
After completing all the documents and receiving a free fire extinguisher, I was already out on the street, where the purchase was waiting for me, and what was my surprise when all the employees of the car showroom dropped behind me, without exception, to conduct and wish a happy journey. A man of thirty in white shirts and cravates, mixed with workers in gray specialties from the rem zone. Some smiled a little noticeably, others looked around and whispered, but everyone did not take their eyes from me, many even filmed on phones. In front of everyone, with his hands crossed on his chest, there was a seller who was making a deal with me.
I pictured my foot, worshiped the people and pushed a small farewell speech:

- My friends, at my age, I bought a lot of different cars, but never before have seen such a good attitude of the car showroom team to their customer. I have never been accompanied by everyone, literally all the employees of the store. You are wonderful people, I am pleased to tears.

The group smiled, some even defiled.
I sat behind the wheel, waved my hand to say goodbye, drove the car and walked away, leaving all these cute people in the rear-view mirror. No one answered me for any reason, everyone looked at the seller.

P.S

Unfortunately, without prehistory, this story makes no sense. Well, you’ll think, in one separate car showroom picked up a person thirty friendly people who want to conduct their client on a newly purchased car, but not all is so simple. Half an hour before the mass farewell scene, I, already a full-fledged owner, stared into my new car, admired the buttons and breathed the smell of fresh plastic, and the seller whispered about various hooks and shelves, as he suddenly pointed to the gearbox lever and asked:

If not a secret, why did you choose the mechanical box? This is a rare choice nowadays.

My mood was playful and I replied:

"You see, in the thirty-five years of my driving experience, I moved on different cars and machines and on variators and on different robots, but somehow I never had to ride a mechanic, so I wanted to try. Moreover, many people praise her. Yes, and the word beautiful - m e x a n and k a, flows with speed and reliability. Why are there three pedals? What kind of pedal is this?
This is the C-C-C grip.
The traction? Is it that on a bad road the car would have a better grip on the ground?
Well... generally yes.

Here is the seller, barely containing laughter, and went to gather nice people to say goodbye to me.

Half of Russians supported the mandatory vaccination of the other half of Russians.