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In order to prove that it is possible to bread the steak, Skolkov scientists will put up a unique experiment tomorrow.
Allocated 5 liters of cheeks, two pairs of blades and 250 million rubles.

Today, throwing his socks into the washing basket, he asked something important to his household wife: "You know why your legs sometimes smell?

Why is? I asked my wife on the machine, just to get rid of me with my bats.

Because the ass grows! I tell her. Peterson scratched his teeth of jealousy.

The wife straight without pause without breaking away from the important thing: - In your case, dear, your hands should smell.

If before you had to prove that you are not a camel, now you have to prove that you are not a robot.

I have a neighbor, Sasha. I knew about him that he was a former nurse, but it did not hinder us from communicating. We congratulated each other on the holidays and occasionally visited each other. But two years ago he asked me for a debt of two hundred thousand - it was not enough for a new car. This made me think: the guy was sitting, then yes. On communication there are norms, but FIG knows them, these scammers. I said I would think, but I decided in advance that I would not take any risks.
The next week, I met him in a shopping center. They talked, shook each other's hands... And suddenly the unexpected thing happened: two adults went by with a bunch of children, apparently, the educators brought the contingent to the ice cream coffee some. Having noticed us, the system broke: the children started laughing, pointing their hands at Sasha and shouting: "Frog, Frog! “Uncle the cock!”
“I was in the dressed morning with my son,” he explained kindly to me.
That same evening he came to him and gave him the two hundred thousand. The logic is simple – he would be a scammer, would share the values of that world in which the cock is a concept known for what reason despised. And if he acted calmly, as a "civil" normal person, then he broke up with a criminal past. And I was not mistaken – a couple of months later I came to me with money and a bottle of cognac. After that, he talked and said, he sat down because of the wrongly signed paper in the accounting office, and he never had a relationship with the thief’s world, even despised him always. I think that measure is the most correct. How much more stressed are people who have never sat down, but try to follow criminal norms and laws (in the same avoidance of the "cocktail" topic). There is something close to her inside.

In Germany, designers, freelancers and creative people are paid 5,000 euros during quarantine. Because in Germany they know very well what will happen if an upset artist changes his profession.

I live in Budapest and went to a Russian grocery store. Dialogue with the seller.

Are you Russian or Ukrainian?

I am a Jew.

P. Then you will like this cheese (showing Adigean cheese)

Why do you think I’ll like him?

A 30% discount on it

How to simply hide the poverty of the present with tales about the greatness of the past.

Some time ago, the same car in the same place without special need was constantly parked with a ride on the sidewalk, which in itself is not good. But the fact is that in this place the sidewalk was extremely narrow (the historical part of the city). As a result, it was almost impossible to pass by the car on the sidewalk: it had to be bypassed on the road. It seems to have caused some inconvenience not only to me, but also to other passers, because one day on this car I saw the inscription "SUKA, PARKING RIGHTLY!" The inscription was made with a red lipstick right on the front glass. To be honest, I wanted to like the author of the comment on the same glass. I also want to note the universal gender-neutral appeal "SUKA", suitable for any driver of that car regardless of his gender (the appeal "MUDAK" would be true in essence, but could be incorrect on a formal basis). Since then, I have never seen that car on the sidewalk in this place again.

All my money goes to a psychologist.
What happened to you?? to
I married her.

I am an industrial alpinist. Clean up a budget organization. It was necessary to clean out of the snow a healthy straw that has not been touched since the beginning of the winter.

I cleaned half and went for lunch. While eating, I talked to the gardener.

I started counting how much snow I needed to throw. It was about 10 tons.

Yes, you have gotten.

Not me, but you. I will only throw it off the roof, and you will throw it over the fence.

I am... I am...