Listen, calm down with Hiroshima / Nagasaki. After the Japanese aggression only in China did not count about 35 million. Man (as you remember, the USSR lost "total" 25 million.) And there were also Korea, Indonesia, the Philippines and others. They should be bombed from north to south, from Kuril to Kyushu.

C VIM

Zizmo...
concerning the attitude of ordinary Hungarians to the Russians, a small sketch from my brother:
He met in Hungary on the service with our military (colonel, for instance), went for lunch in a café. Colonel in shape. Suspected of the waitress, the brother makes an order, because he speaks Hungarian freely, as opposed to, and simultaneously discusses the menu with the colonel in Russian.
The waitress turned around us. And so he will look, and on the other side will go... The Colonel is tired of it, and he asks something like, “Did the horns grow on me?”
The waitress: Yes, you are not. I just don’t understand, where are you from? Not Bulgarians, not Serbs.
Q: We are Russians.
The Russians? What are the Russian military doing here?? to
Take the polkan and lick: Something... They’re back.
Such a reaction they did not expect, the waiter cheered gladly at the manager:
The gun! The gun! The Russians are back!! to

Conversations with my husband:
I: And you know that when the father of the cosmonaut Leonov was accused of being the enemy of the people, "good" neighbors didn't do much to drive his wife and children out of the house, they even removed the trousers from the three-year-old Leonov. What kind of people could do that?? to
Husband: The same ones who are now shouting about repression.

But the most unlikely and fictional thing in the entire Harry Potter series is that hundreds of teenagers at the height of the transitional age live under one roof for about 9 months a year and can think of anything but the opposite sex!

I saw a wonderful miracle.
I go to work in the evening, on the bus. The bus is a new, new liaze (which is already available in the province), all in the cameras (the driver has a monitor for 7-8 pieces), the electronic dashboard, the auto-informator-girl, all such a clean-beautiful... mmm...
The people have little - New Year's Eve - sat behind, relaxed, I eat.
The smell is familiar. I was sorry, oh you! Under every lookout on the ceiling hangs a smell like the taxi drivers on the mirror talk.
From, I think, the service, from her, beauty!
second thought - driven smelled hanging, shob to break the gap from passengers

Mrs. Hudson: I brought you tea. You usually still sleep.
Will you bring me tea?! to
M. Hudson: Well of course! Did you think where it came from?
Sherlock: I don’t know...I thought he was always here...
My husband: - Yes, and the toilet paper on the holder is growing, I know.

2 January. I got sick and had to go to the hospital. These days there are therapists. The people are very much like on working days, only instead of 6 cabinets work 2. One of the nurses in the next circle between the offices surprisingly looks at this zombie apocalypse and gives in obvious confusion:
What are you all here...
And in fact, someone we stuck in the hospital, direct mood raised.)

Judging by the arcanum, the best way to get rich is to wreck all the barrels and boxes in the urban sewage.

I have been waiting for the kids in the morning. I read the forum. Talk about music ambience. Let me listen, I think. Going into Google, he dropped me a bunch of links to all kinds of online radio stations, online broadcasters for mobile and so on. So, I burned a tueva huch of traffic, on all the sites when you click on the performer, a bunch of photos, videos with the performer, a list of similar tags takes half a page, the button "Listen" is always somewhere in the corner and is not loaded, as if it is swirling from a server on the moon. I took three browsers - the pictures are different, but the essence is the same. Half of the sins jumped. The archive and the archive. Did you get rid of him and cha? Enigma, eat her

Twelve years ago, I was a teacher at school. I am a lawyer and I love my job. Today I dreamed that I was a teacher, checking notes. I woke up in a cold sweat of horror.

With LORA, post about software for syntax analysis of text.
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Sit on a porbrik at the parade opposite the bakery with strawberries to eat shivers with chicken and strawberries.

Here I noticed that the difference between the birthdays of more than half of my acquaintances and one of their parents is roughly the same. 9 months.

Kamchatka is not just you congratulated! Your one hour clock.

An official whose children and money are behind the hook will never work for his homeland.

The German entrepreneur T., having decided to test the myth that in Moscow no one reads contracts, asked his German lawyers to include a special item in the standard text of the employment contract for employees of the Russian office.
So in paragraph 8.3.1, concerning the circumstances of force majeure ("technogenic and natural disasters, military actions, terrorist acts"), the words appeared: "Conquest of the Earth by non-human intergalactic invaders."
The agreement was silently signed by all employees of the Russian office, including the local lawyer.
The latter fact brought the German entrepreneur T. into a thirsty horror, and he summoned this lawyer to his office.
Have you read this contract?
and naturally.
No is! Did not read, did not read. What about paragraph 8.3.1?! to
The normal point.
The non-human invaders?! to
And then the lawyer of the Russian office bowed to the German entrepreneur T. and quietly, affectionately said:
Look around you...

"It is necessary to come to the store early, so that there is little people, and quickly buy everything and do not stand in the rows," the whole city thought.

I am just crazy about the saleswoman of our "Salute". Three little nephews run at once at her house, plus the kids often jump into the store, and she loves to express themselves vitivato. So now in her, and at the same time in our lexicon, such forms of life have appeared as the flying hole, the seed hole, the Pripyat unicorn, the vulvocentric turbosoroc (who of the children will understand the meaning of the word "vulva"?), as well as various gastrocephals, nephritic sticks and infusory socks successfully replace the traditional butchers, blades, dumb puzzles / hives and dwarves. Everything is censored and original. Thanks to Olga Timofeevna.

<Nash-Mash> 686: The master offered me a hyprocom. I sent him and laid the bricks.
<NASH-MYASH> Proem has bet, not the master.

Avrora_Goddess: And I thought at 40 it was a celebration
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How old are you, dear?

I sit on the couch and eat iris. The cat approaches, sits closer and begins to watch straight on the iris. I open a new coffee, I offer the cat, he turns his nose, but continues to silently hypnotize the iris.

Here it comes to me that he’s not waiting for an iris, but when he’s a fancy thrown to play :-)

A harsh childhood, the journey not only in the "shoe" was...