Xxx: Shortly, when I was in school, I liked a guy who was a couple of classes older. I built my eyes for a long time, I began to roast the horse, seeing him on the horizon, wearing the best at once. She cuddled as she could.



I don’t know what a miracle, but he invited me to a date. I was crazyly happy and decided not to miss the chance given by fate, and for this date in some way I must fall in love with him, even more. Since I was afraid that I would not be able to somehow interest him in communication or charisma, I decided to bet on mystery. The plan was this: we walk along the road, and when I approach the stanooke, I suddenly sit in the first trolleybus, and, without saying a word, leave it. The next day he’ll come to me and ask why I left, and I’ll answer, yes, I wanted to, and then he’ll understand how mysterious I am and fall in love with me. The perfect plan, ah...



But even this idiotic plan did not go according to the script. First, the trolleybus was not there for a long time and my knight could not convince me to leave the stop. Secondly, when the trolleybus still approached and I got into it, mysteriously not to leave, because the driver did not want to close the door, collecting more passengers. We just looked at each other. He shrugged on me, and I, all that mysterious, from the trolleybus on him. Finally the door closed and I walked away. Well, as far away, at the next stop, she went out and drowned in the opposite direction home.



Neither the next day nor ever again he came to me. I have not fully appreciated my efforts (



15 years after graduation, I worked as a building materials sales manager and this guy came to our office. I immediately recognized him and tried to pretend that it wasn’t me, and I was wildly busy that he would go to other managers. But he sat down to me and asked if I remembered him. We had to talk normally. He said it was the most fucking date in his life, and in general he decided that I left because I wanted to catch up and was very surprised to find out that I had such a plan for him to fall in love with me.

I was a fool, cape.

I’ve always been surprised that old people walk in old jackets and coats and don’t want to buy new ones, even if they have money.

Now I realized that my favorite sweater I bought in 2008 and I will not change it)

Dear Santa, I have been doing good all year. Can I pull someone now?

The results of the medical examination will help your relatives to plan the right gifts for your anniversary.

Just like 4.
About the dogs.
Half a year ago, he rented his girlfriend, his medalist covet (German Shepherd). The dog had a wonderful time with a lot of cute suckles. I came back a week ago, pleased and excited. Upon arrival, as is known, he removed all the fence, confirming his rights to own property. The room that remained at home, Kesha did not forget and everything went according to the custom.
However, the time spent in a "foreign" family, somewhat changed his habits. Each house has its own style, and the cowboy, as it often happens, learned new tricks.
Our house stands on a forest and is surrounded by a deaf two-meter fence. The fence is assembled from the factory, still Soviet times. Very strong and monumental.
The day, dogs usually spend in their volleyers. At night they are released to free guard and traditionally "cut" circles along the perimeter of the territory.
The next morning, after the “dear guest” arrived, I woke up to the sounds of the dog swing. I looked out the window and saw that the whole room was gathered on a small "fifth" and scandal. He went out on the streets and carried everyone on volley. Kesha left in the yard, suddenly has not yet "marked" everything and will worry.
At lunch I gathered in the woods and went out into the yard and found the dog in the place where I left it (on the morning "five"). Kobe sat, pressing his mouth to the fence and did not pay attention to me.
How do dogs usually spend the day? They either crash in volleyers or bite their favourite bite. The scenario is rarely different. I was surprised by my dog’s unusual behavior. I approached him and looked at the fence. There was a small hole in the factory, apparently from the screw. Everything turned out to be simple, Kesha “invented the TV.” Of course, I didn’t guess it myself, but I struck out the technology when I was on a business trip. The hole in the fence existed, without a little 30 years, but nobody was interested, until now.
Apparently the "television programs" were interesting, unfortunately he did not depart from the "window to the world", a few hours. I did not interfere with watching and left. In the evening, in order to confirm his guess, the German sent to the volley and released the Caucasian. It appeared to be on the “screen”. It became apparent that the "disassembly" in the morning, took place due to non-compliance with the turn to look.
The next morning, the dogs repeated. I had to solve the problem, I don't like to wake up by someone else's will.
There were a few options:
1st Turn off the TV and fill a hole.
2nd Buy each on a separate monitor.
I love my dogs and chose item 2.
He got the drill, picked the thickest drill and wrapped a hole, one at a time, on his brother.
The four sides of the light 28 holes.
The clashes in the morning immediately stopped. When I come home, seven happy brown eyes look at me. A week later, the interests of the band were revealed when viewing "television programs". They prefer “programs” about nature (the north side of the fence, going out to the forest) and “reality show” (the west side, the entrance road and the neighbors). They love collective views, individuals have not yet observed. I’m afraid they’ll learn to switch channels.
After upgrading the fence, received a pleasant bonus. The number of false operations of dog "signalization" has decreased significantly. Li is heard rarely and always in action.
P.S I will think well if I decide to send somebody to the "commission". It is likely that another time, you will have to build a water park, a library or buy a telescope, suddenly the dogs will be interested in the arrangement of the universe.
by Vladimir.
23 December 2022.

The problem is not that we never became masters, but that we ceased to be comrades.