I was asked by a Turkish man in Germany. The further dialogue:

Are you Russian?

and yes.

I also have a Russian friend at work.

And this Turk worked as a sanitary in the hospital.

Yes, I am polently surprised (in Germany more than 2 million Russians, some of them probably work in hospitals).

Yes, you know, such a good guy, very polite, always willing to help if anything.

They silenced. After the pause, the Turk resumed the dialogue:

Don’t you know what the term “frog” means?

Xxx: What fucking youth? What about SOPA? There are all kinds of exams, complexes, broken hearts, an uncertain future.

If you go back, go to the kindergarten. He came neither in the morning nor in the morning, ate, played, and slept in the afternoon!!! Careful teachers, good food! Sleep, eat again, play again in what you have invented! If you are lucky, maybe one of the girls will show the ass! In the fucking! And then dinner, home. And tomorrow again!! to

I would like to go back to the time when I was working in the kindergarten.

Do not let God give you a wife!

Once I was about four years old. A new year, my uncle, and my uncle, who we have a common language. I sowed a lamp from the girland, the celebration was under question, my father shook. As a result, I am in the corner, standing, missing. And here comes my savior, uncle! He asked why, for how long. He said, “Say, forgive me, Uncle Toll, I will not be there anymore. You can walk around the apartment.” I said everything as asked!
He went out, happy, eaten, to meet his father. He looks harshly, clarifies from which I am not in the corner? The guy was obedient, I explain that he apologized to his uncle, he felt upset and let go.
A few minutes later I stood with my uncle both in the corner, he in one, and I in the other. My uncle was nine.

The first date.
She said, “The main thing is not to let him know that I have children.”
Will I order a dessert?
If you want a dessert, eat vegetables first.