Today again my faithful what was wrong in the spirit was... I hugged, I shake my head... She asks: what are you looking for there??? He said: reset sought...

In the VK:
EEE: Girls, need advice))) gave a girlfriend on a corporate dress and coat to wear, she brought it to me and says:"I don't know what you will do about him, my husband and I learned yesterday, that we are expecting a second baby" and here I was persecuted....it's not possible pregnant things to wear, drink, and not the opposite!?)) I think I’m scratching.) mother of two children)

GGG: Well I don’t know I don’t know... sex helped me get pregnant, not drinks and dresses. Instead, I took off the dress to get pregnant.

The Bees

More than a third of our food depends on pollination by bees.
Albert Einstein said, “When the bees are extinct, the human community will follow them in four years.”
More Than Honey (More Than Honey)

In our city newspaper with vacancies, the job of a ritual agent was the most decent and highly paid.
No need for experience, no need for education, they will teach everything on the spot.
XHH: I have thought.

The first million people earned are usually invested in pounds.

There are protests in the United States against Trump. California bats are urgently looking for something else to get stuck with their tails. And it all reminded me of a lessonable story about the recent mayor of Toronto. Like Trump, he came from business. Like Trump, he talked about things he shouldn’t. About the immigrants. of corruption. Untouchability of politicians. And maybe his fate will be a calc for Trump. It was Rob Ford.

Before being elected mayor, Rob represented his district for ten years. Periodically wrote about him. Constantly with smiles. Such a populist. Then he will create a school football team at his expense. Instead of 60 thousand a year, he will spend only two for the maintenance of the office. Once a year, there is a free barbecue for everyone in his yard.
In 2010 he was elected mayor. With a huge overwhelming. To the astonishment and horror of progressive intelligence. Then seemed reassured. Until Ford fulfilled what he promised. The key was the word “metro”.
The fact is that the existing metro (subway) is old and few lines, shallow placement, periodically coming to the surface. Since its construction, the city has grown greatly, and morning and evening traffic jams have become commonplace even on highways. So, Rob Ford dared to argue that just building roads underground is the only way to radically solve the problems with congestion. He was opposed by the united lobby of LRT supporters. This is an abbreviation for a high-speed tram. It is an enclosed railway paved in the center of existing streets. In other words, in order to fight traffic jams, the street should still be stopped to penetrate the tram there, and at the same time dramatically reduce the number of turns (because the tram fence prevents). At the time of construction, the street is compressed even more, and this is a year or two hell for drivers. In addition, LRT is built in sections. That is, suddenly there are 6-8 stops, and that is all. That is, the idea that people usually drive to work beyond this length is excluded.

But this, gently speaking, illogical solution has only one undeniable advantage. The rejection. It is clear that such lines will not last long. Meanwhile – what? Bablo can be collected instantly, immeasurably and impunely.
And here the struggle began. Ford stood on his own and did not want to eat the cake. Small located along the roads supported the mayor, but no one listened to them. And then it started! The liberal press is pleased. “The mayor of Toronto hates peddlers.” Yes, he demonstrately did not attend the largest gay parade in North America. “Rob Ford is a drug addict!” Yes, he smoked crack (note, in non-working hours). “Ford hates women!” Yes, Rob was opposed to gender and racial quotas for admission to public organizations.
The attacks followed the attacks. The broadcasters were roaring, well-dressed people were chicking on the television, and the newspapers of those years just physically smelled shit... The police joined with their stupid “investigations.” Rob Ford is gone. Soon it was revealed that he had cancer (to stifle the pain, he, by the way, and swallowed, and smoked cocaine), and he died.

The name of the current mayor, I am sure, does not know more than a third of the Toronto people. Quiet, educated, satisfying all people.
The first lines of LRT were built. It is filled at 10-15 percent. It is estimated to be repaid in 96 years.

Trump is:
I am a true friend of Russia, so I will never lift the sanctions that are so beneficial to the Russian economy.

Princesses Java, Nuri, Gita and Candy have recently become not princesses, but some aging queens at retirement, with a characteristic smell of naftalin.

XXX is lying. Everything can only be done with 18+... And even there isn’t everything!

But before 18 you can do what you can not after 18 :-R.

A little-known fact: originally there was neither Master nor Voland in "Master and Margaret." And to the appearance of the devil in the bulgakovsky novel is directly involved Stalin.
Sergey Yakovlev> A little-known fact: at first Bulgakov did not exist. And to his appearance directly involved Athanasius Ivanovich Bulgakov.

“Everyone was waiting for the results as they were waiting for a shot in the high. The gunshot sounded, and now the world will find out where the bullet went.”

The question is, where could the bullet go if everyone was waiting for a gunshot? She could get to another place only on one condition – if those who were waiting for a shot in the wind took some other place for their head. Probably he was hurt.

How to determine if a doctor has a fake diploma?

He has a beautiful handwriting.

It was during a turbulent youth. My wife left for a few days, I stayed with my eight-year-old daughter, who was to be sent to school in the morning. I woke up at 7 in the morning and the second at 3 in the night to watch hockey. The alarm clock rings, I safely forgot about hockey, I take my daughter to school, and she sneezes, does not want to. In the end, I dressed, conducted and went to sleep. Fourteen minutes later, the girl came because she was not allowed to go to school. I was no longer left with my children.

Comment on the article "In Tuva caught sellers of fake OSAGO policies":
reader: "in order to profit, sold more than 30 fake insurance and receipts to them"-and the real for what purpose are sold? Different from this one?

From Hicks:
What is stronger than “zero probability”? I just meant that in the probability field it turns out that events that lead to the paradox are impossible. Regarding what exactly will happen - it may work on the principle of "minimum energy", how much will change the entropy if it turned out that grandfather is not yours, but how much will change if you have a gun spell, or before entering the time machine you have a heart attack, or on the author of the time machine the brick will fall...
By the way, an interesting thought on this subject, it is possible that the smaller effect will be simply preventing the creation of a time machine. After its creation to solve the paradoxes of the universe will be "expensive", and it may prove that it is possible to travel in time, but because of the fact that people will struggle to make the paradox - it is easier (by entropy) to kill the author of the time machine. As if there were no time machines.

I used to work for Swedes. I learned that work is a job. And I was getting stuck.
evergrib: bíoch, work, in general speaking, is really a joba. In the sense of YOBA. No work – DNuWe
kernel: evergrib is The day?
evergrib: the kernel.

Riding on orders, while the partner unloading the goods, I was sitting smoking in the car, where I watched the whole picture. The kiosk to which we brought the goods was directly at the tram stop. Nearby, metpaX in the 50s was a semi-podial institution with the proud name "Stopka", in the common people called the gender.

Here I sit, I smoke, I see how a menta "bob" enters this "restaurant", from there the mint comes out, the driver remains in the car. The sergeant repaired the cartus, and went down to the same stack. A minute after 5 comes out, but no longer alone, but he leads some grandfather, well-suited, grandfather does not resist, goes calmly, gradually.

Here they approach the car, mint opens the "house", trying to get the grandfather there. My grandfather said, “Your grandson, you see, I’m old. Come first, lay out your hand.”

Mint jumps up, does not have time to turn, as the grandfather quite sharply clamps the door (for those who do not know, it does not open from the inside), knocks a fist on the board and with a loud voice says, "STOP!!!"

The driver without a back-thinking begins to drive, the grandfather sits quickly in the upcoming tram and drops down.

Within 15 meters, the bottle brakes, the driver falls out of it, in terrible seizures, it rushes, barely adds to the back door, opens.

I thought that now my grandfather will be a huge wreck... I was wrong, the second mint was broken no less...

So many posts about aggressive grandmothers have been written, but such things have not happened to me personally until today. I pulled my brown body to open a hospital. In the best traditions of the genre, with temperature, sickness and cough. In the hospital, everything is as usual: "I just ask", "and I already worked" and so on. Five with him, it’s already customary. Next to the clinic there is a food market. Once I went by, I decided to buy some fruit on the way back. I bought two packages, I’m in stock. I still go to the stop in the stalls, putting the bags in the store. I put the packages almost from the edge so that no one would be disturbed. The tram went right in front of the nose, so there is no people around. A grandmother sits on the bench. Close to my bags. Moving seemed somewhat ignorant to me. Here my tram runs, I take the bags in my hands and here on the whole street whisg grandmothers type save help the robbers and all that! He beats me in the hands, whispers. I say that she is apparently confused and I try to pick up things, but the show continues (the people who have accumulated at this time are watching, another couple of aunts are also starting to make a noise. I try to prove that things are mine. Thank God, the man approaches and asks everyone to be silent. She asks my grandmother to name what is in one of the packages. Then he asked me about the second package. I tell you everything in detail. Grandma begins to cry again, but my bags I already confidently take and show the named finishes, hurma, mandarins. Fortunately, the tram arrived quickly. I thanked the man for saying. Until now, I am confused about what I am going about: and if this uncle didn’t approach, how would I behave in such a case?? to

When I was 5 years old, my mother and I went to my grandmother for a visit. And she had a husband, grandfather Lyon, she married him after the death of her grandfather. We did not visit her very often, so my grandfather and I did not communicate very often until then. But that day everything changed.

Mom and grandmother spoke in the room with grandmother, and we stayed alone with Uncle Lone. We sit down, find a common language, and then he says to me, “Do you want me to show you the magic? “.. As a child, I was curious and naive, so I immediately shouted, say, of course, grandfather Lyon. And here he takes. He pulls out of his mouth a fist!

And she was straight like real, in my opinion, even inserted teeth in her.

I have never experienced such horror before. At first, I just rose to the couch, and after a second I ran into the hall and wept that the grandfather of Lyon had cut off his teeth.

So many years have passed, and I remember this incident as if it was yesterday.

<xxx> We are looking for a mosaic tiles. The translation provides:
"Ceramical square mosaic kitchen tiles tiles bathroom walls tiled pool shower backdrop porcelain tiles
11 square feet/party"
<yyy> in my mouth 11 square feet!