My mom once told me that boys grow up and have a broken voice at the age of 13.

I look forward to my thirteen. That day has come. I am 13. I am proud to live, thinking that my voice was broken and I was upset. A real man.

And here, somehow, I needed to call my mother’s “home” phone to work. I had only three numbers in my head (mama’s work, grandmother’s work, dad’s work) that I was constantly confusing.

I call my mom to work, they raise the phone and I go "and Lily can?“”

In response, I get a response from the grandmother who destroyed my thirteen-year-old man: “Girl, you’ve got the wrong number.”

I meet a very untouched friend.

I ask :

Do you let go of your beard?

Reply to:

Well yes. I decided to give my wife a birthday present.

I ask :

Does she like bearded men?

Reply to:

On the contrary, he cannot endure. On her birthday, I’ll be fighting.

Dirty money in the envelope.

One day, the rector of the Leningrad State University, a famous geometer, Professor Alexander Danilovich Alexanderov, was asked to make a statement on the table: "Please accept me in the university...".
In response, he imposed a resolution: “Attack.”

The forest was shrinking rapidly, but the trees continued to vote for the tail because its pen was made of wood and they thought it was one of them.