Beginning of 2000. I work as a computer repair firm. Panasonic holds a free seminar in Moscow, pays for accommodation and issues certificates. The hotel is near the U.S. Embassy, I don't remember the name. I was not in Moscow, and the boss frequently waves there, on his business and party, on the eve of the departure, under the water, throws me additional tasks and dreamingly covers his eyes recalls:

- Just settled, the phone is already ringing, and in the phone "Do you not want to have a nice evening with a beautiful girl?"

The phone is silent, calling and calling.

So I flew to Moscow, got to the hotel, settled in the room. I called home and left my coordinates. The phone is silent. I walked through the evening Moscow, had dinner, returned to the room, the phone is silent. I read the book and the phone is silent. Lie to sleep. The call came early in the morning, I grab the phone, it turns out the boss is calling:

Greetings from Rec17. How are you doing?

- Boring, Vladimir Petrovich, no prostitute called in the room, you are the first.

The chief hurled somewhat unclearly, quickly said goodbye and laid the phone. I wondered what he was calling, what he wanted. And only in the subway I understood why the conversation ended so quickly.

Good people differ from evil people by hating groups of people alone, while evil people hate groups of people alone.

Once one of my acquaintances decided to improve their housing conditions: to change their one-bedroom apartment for a two-bedroom. Whoever wanted to make an exchange was quickly found. So, one of the alkas (let the Igor), who went on to pay. The description of the apartment to which he had to move arranged him, and he did not even want to look at it, and the surcharge arranged him even more. The only condition he had was to help with moving the furniture. Well, on the designated day, trucks come, take the couch, closet, table and three chairs and take them to the appropriate address. The hallway of my acquaintance in the single room was decent, and everything, except the table, fit there. Igor, having received the keys, immediately ran to the corresponding department of the store of his lifestyle, and at the table in the kitchen arranged an improvised banquet, where he fell asleep in the salad. He found a couch and arranged to sleep there. I woke up and appreciated the quality of my new apartment. I immediately called my acquaintance:
- Andrei, I generally have no complaints to you, but it hurts your room is small. No, I am satisfied with the supplement as well, but it hurts too little.
Andrei was slightly panicked, as the room was 16 square meters. The meters, of course, are not horny, but the title "too small" does not pull. The origins of this opinion could have been different, and therefore he urgently moved to his past address. What was discovered. The loaders placed almost the entire treasure of the alkas in the hallway and placed the closet so that it sealed the door into the room. And the hallway, where the aforementioned couch was, could go out of the bedroom. They signed up and signed the move.

Our man has two problems: the state does not care about him and the state is interested in him.

Xxx: Going home from work. I decided to arrange a surprise for my wife, picked up a good vineyard in the store, steaks with beef, delicious cheese, etc. I approach the box office, and there is a very sympathetic saleswoman, we know her for a long time and communicate quite fun. They are constantly struggling with each other and all that. But not any more.)

She sees such a set and says, luckily, Light, if just now would not have refused to do so. He looks at me with such clever eyes. I am deeply and for a long time married. You can’t imagine how right that was!!! He nodded my head behind my back. There the wife stands and slides like a very predator)) The foundation of course was strong. I could really say anything wild, and then prove that I was joking.

In the Middle Ages, there was the profession of urine collector in Flanders’ Ghent (now Belgium). From the urine, ammonia was then extracted, which went to make a cellulite for powder. In the morning, the collectors drove around the city with a barrel and paid for urine. Of course, there were cunning citizens who began to dilute the product. Then a new profession appeared - a tasting urine, which organoleptically determined the quality and concentration of precious ammonia. But the New Times came, people learned to synthesize ammonia or extract it in other ways, and the profession of a urine tasting became unnecessary. And all these urine specialists left Flanders, moved to Amsterdam and founded the Heineken brewery.

Xxx: Yeah, I heard after the coke “bite” on the truffles.

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Yyy: Only a member becomes the size of a miniature



Zzzz: What is increasing?

Xxx: One of us had a sharp break at the feast, many noticed, as he was telling something at that moment. So here. He had his cheeks swollen, he thought everything, PZZZ. But no, he swallowed back, and it ticks up again, so far as the beard has flowed, he swallows back again. And here's his second act of returning the content back, the two can't stand and pour their plates and tables, all ran away, except for the two ladies sitting between them - they decided to support the company and also started to bluff. By the way, Vitalik, from what was happening, vomiting demands passed, he splashed his mouth with mineral lax, drank and moved away from the outburst. That evening, the company split into two "camps" - condemning and defending him. Vitalik responded to all the attacks philosophically: Personally, I did not blame.

Xxx: I paid for coffee. has gone. I remembered that I did not give up. He returned, took the gift, and left. I went back to the office and realized I didn’t have coffee. Back for coffee.

Barista: “I made you stronger.”