Don’t think of me as a paranoid, but I think someone is constantly reading what I’m writing here.

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I walk down the street, in front of the grandmother (B) and the little grandson (B). I hear this dialogue:
Q: You didn’t buy me a maffia, and I won’t eat lunch!
B: Do not eat lunch. I have candy in the refrigerator, and I can only eat it after lunch. We eat it ourselves.
A: I’m not going to walk!
B: This is my granddaughter! I have sick legs, I’d rather lie on the couch. You will play in the room.
A: And then... I will not go to the garden!
B: Do not go. Misha and Vadik will go to the garden, they will study there, and you will be stupid, they will not play with you.
A: And I am angry! (I think) And I-a-a... (plaxively) Naafoui poflaaaa!
B: (in shock) Oh you are a small parasite, you will send me again!
A: (with tears, ill-loving) Pofflaaa Naafu!

Do you know what is insulting the feelings of believers?
This is when you go to bed on Saturday, sincerely believing that you can sleep until noon, and at half nine in the morning you are awakened by the bells of the local temple.

In order to get a place at the pit, you have to be a decent pig.

Woman: the washing machine is broken, does not wash, look.
I: and weak youth to remember, to wash the pencil?
It is easy, just remember your youth.
I am :?? to
Sex three times a night.

I went to repair...

As the Prosecutor General of the USSR said: “The main thing is not to come out on your own during the investigative actions...”

What is happening? Judging by the incoming letters, there are only my relatives who die in aircraft accidents. Prohibit flights in the republic until everyone is dead there!

Tagged #

You are the girl of my dreams: beautiful, fun.
Do you want to sleep with me?
And smart too!

The company has already received 112 members. Is this a census of trolls or paranoids? I don’t know if I can push or not push.

If I were a cat, I would have buried you.

The case was on the first course, about a month after the arrival in communal. I was the only one on the stream after college and was of the same age with high school students, so my classmates often resorted to my help in resolving conflicts with “seniors.” I remember there were four people in the room.



The Dinner. When I came back from training, I found a girl in my bed. At first I was delighted, but then I thought it was probably caught by some of the guys. After the examination, it turned out to be a Lenocha from my group. She lived in our shelter, but in the neighboring wing. When it was time to go to bed, I woke her up and said it was my turn to sleep. She replied "OK" and lay down on the neighbor's bed (he wasn't there that day). In the morning, as nothing happened, Lennochka gathered and went with us for a couple.



So passed a month. We cleaned up, cooked up. In intimate proximity with none of the guys in our room was not noticed. Slept either on a free bed when someone did not sleep, or at the table at the compass.



In the end, I couldn’t stand it and asked at the room council, “Girls, so who is meeting Lennochka? Can you already ask the administration to allocate you two-bedroom apartments and move there? »

“We thought she lived with you, but she slept on your bed the first day.”



So, a month later, we realized that Lenochka does not meet with any of us and lives stupidly in our room.



After examining the flights with Lenocka, it turned out that she just quarreled with the girls around the room and began to survive. She decided to ask me for help but was embarrassed and decided to stay with us.



The story ended well for everyone. After talking to the stone, Lenoko was determined to another room and her neighbors calmed down. We haven’t cooked or cleaned for a month. Well, Lenocha got an important life lesson :D



P.S As I said in the previous post, "Smart guys learn in physmatism, but sometimes they don't get stupid."

Horse was here: - Men have three assessments of everything: bad, normal, and your normal.

So, while on the quote "let us eat delicious cakes! Here is a simple recipe, they will write answers with a staggering percentage of content of anger and dissatisfaction, normally we will not live.

You read all this and you think: "Eh, you have not yet translated into Russia! It is..."

Example of dialogue with the client:
*xx - cannot copy documents into a folder*
YYY: Are you sure you have access to this folder?
I am Aragorn. The son of Arador, the heir of Isildur, the descendant of Argonue, the descendant of Arasuil, the descendant of Aravorna, the descendant of Aragost, the descendant of Arahada I, the descendant of Araglas, the descendant of Aranthael, the descendant of Aranuir, the descendant of Arugil, the descendant of Arafat, the descendant of Arafat... (the list of all and all).
YYY: Are you sure you logged in under your account?
XX: Of course, look here... oh sorry, I didn’t come in.

Americans, feeling sad, angry or anxious after Trump’s victory, hanged on the walls of the New York subway colourful notes of the following content: “I need someone to embrace me”, “Am I alone in fear?”, “God will help us” or simply “Tomorrow will be better.” It is a kind of original collective psychotherapy.

The initiator of this campaign was New York psychotherapist Matthew Chavez. On November 10, at the time when citizens began to go out to the streets to express their disagreement, a young man hanged on the wall of the subway the first 15 notes with the letters "V Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y". Within 24 hours, the Americans had already hanged 3,000 notes.

Vladyan: In Jerusalem there is the Wall of Cry, in New York, therefore, there has been a wall of grinding.

From a dialogue with a friend, discussed with her birth (born in the same nursery):

I: - I'm going to bear, I'm giving birth, I mean, the head of my son. A husband, a midwife and a doctor are actively involved in the process. At this point, an aunt from the medical staff enters the nursery with a bowl full of food, and says, "And now it's time to eat! Here we have strawberries, soups, cakes, potatoes, all hot and fresh! I’ll go out and I’ll say, maybe later. It will cool, it will not taste good. Let her husband eat it! The pale man responds with his head. She is so upset: "Well, let it stand near then".
P: It is nothing. When I was giving birth, I was given an epidural (epidural anesthesia), carried out a cesarean section, pulled out the baby and taken to weigh. I lie down, therefore, cut, underneath the titles and hands I feel nothing, with the feeling that all the intestines are out. And then in the chamber comes to me also a aunt from the medical staff and terribly asks: "You will vote???". I, hardly remembering that today is election day, replied to her: "Of course I will! Weather, just after the passport to the chamber I go and come". The aunt condemned as a hole slang, and proudly departed.

How do you like to give birth? ?

Fuck, I don’t understand that. If I tell you how my father licked me as a child, it is nostalgia, childhood is a wonderful time, but he grew up as a man, a beautiful Soviet education, they went on with their youth.
Oh yeah yeah, right.
xxxh: but it is only worth to say that I raise my children as necessary with a belt, then immediately I am a goat, call a social care provider, children's brain and psychic trauma is guaranteed, as my hands did not dry.
You are a fucking shit.

Oil: I sell a shirt for 300€
Alexander: Does Norka know you are selling her coat?

<timur> Does the field knife have a bloodshed?
<lam-tam> Of course, the field is burning. He has a bloodshed, and a bloodshed, and a bloodshed.