At the beginning of the first night came a call about the violation of public order (neighbors worship karaoke, children can’t fall asleep) Narwad went out, rises to the victim’s nighttime singing, opens the door... say ‘shakaf’ – say nothing. A huge man with a weekly scarf and stickers. Neighbors from below are really a whistle (it can’t be called singing) some hard pop. Asked if you were asking the neighbors to be a little quieter, the man answered humbly: "If I had called, they would have called the police," then scratched his neck and added, "I think the ambulance, too."

Oh these references: Jeanne d'Arc(1412-1431) - biography, facts from life, photographs...
Well yes yes...

To solve the dispute with the Negro in the movie you just need to make a film about Nelson Mandela with a lean red Irishman in the lead role. And that among the white government a pair of blacks shone. It will be the most tolerant movie. Let the Negro be angry!

here here :

I add :
Six years later, the guys met again, becoming colleagues at a large factory.
Alisha is an engineer-technologist, programmer of CNC machines. He is entirely at work, often delayed after a working day, leaves on weekends. It provides approximately 20% of production. After work, Alisha does not go home, he attends various courses, trainings and seminars.
Sasha is a sales manager. He works 1.5 to 2 hours a day, giving the rest of his working time to social networks and online games.
Salary of Alisha - 40 t.p., Sasha - 90 t.p.
There is no need to, try to invent it yourself.

I want to know where such idiots employers pay for 2 hours of work 90 thousand, and who has Sasha's dad. Or is it not so unambiguous?

We had to work in various AO-energy with a staff of just under 1000 people.
Such a difference in salary is possible only if Alisha is a specialist, and Sasha is the head of the service not less. No one cancelled the tariff grid, I repeat if the company is large. How many times have I heard something like this: "Asuschniki with compams play nifiga do not work", "suppliers of henna suffer", "And here we work to..."
I believe that nowhere just so money is not paid, everywhere their "specialities", which are not always visible until you face this personally.

The best bridesmen are among those who dance badly.

As a child, I wanted to be a soldier so much that one day, when my dad and I were fishing, I put a zinc hose on my head and put a pen under my beard for faithfulness. Well, I’m like a soldier in a beautiful new helmet. True, I did not see any shit except my sandals, and the hose was very unpleasantly pressed on my ears, but I was still terribly pleased with my fiction. And metal-golko asked the daddy, throwing the donkeys, if they would take me into the army now. Dad was silent for a while, and then said a bad word, meaning that the fishing had ended, and began to pull me out. At that time, I experienced all the burdens of war life: the hose terribly struck my beard with a pen, when my dad pulled it up, then stretched on my head and compressed my stupid child's skull while trying to pull out the pen.

My dad reminded me of the cherry bones in my nose not so long ago, when I wanted to be like Muslim Magomayev, and said another bad word. Then he threatened to cut off my nose, and now the whole head at once. Because anyway, with such a bad head, my dad said, trying to separate us with a barrel, I will not have a normal life. My head, my dad’s fisherman and the Soviet army were saved by a passing car with passages in the trunk.

The father unfolded one of the fittings of the cane pen with them and released his foolish fool. And then long roasted. This evening I told my uncle about the case, which I really liked at the time. Maybe that’s why I didn’t have such love with my uncle.

With age my craving for metal objects did not decrease, and my brains did not increase. I do not remember when the first fluorography is done in school, but it is assumed that the head should already be and even sometimes work. Then I did not know about the existence of gynecologists, so fluorography was afraid terribly, just terribly. So I thought even worse than usual. As I walked into the cabinet on unridden legs, I saw a terrible design consisting of two panels above me with a height between which a rough toilet chain was stretched. Type, entering between panels is prohibited until the doctor removes the chain. Well, of course, or they will rush without demand, take pictures and run away.

In short, my aunt-doctor finally let me inside the satan aggregate, told me what place and how hard to press, and dropped into another room. I am alone, cold and scared. And suddenly he heard! The voice above: Take the chain into your mouth.

I decided not to resist the Voice and humbly took this terrible chain into my mouth, which it is unknown how many people before me took into the same place. The chain was very unpleasant and very cold. "It probably serves as a kind of X-ray wave transmitter," I thought, while trying to figure out whether the whole chain should be taken into the mouth, or if it could be limited to a small fragment of it. Having guessed that once the chain was rotting, it was quite obvious that I would have to push it into myself to the very ring, I honestly stuck it by the cheek. 15 minutes later, when the doctor’s aunt was able to speak again, she explained to me that she meant a silver chain with a hook hanging on my neck, but it did well. And she said that she was jealous of the gynecologist to whom I would go for my first examination.

When I told my dad all this, he replied that after the cherry bones I realized that life would be difficult for me, but interesting and boring. And although I have stopped putting on my head and taking inappropriate items in my mouth for a few years, I really can’t complain about the monotony in my life. What I wish you!!! to

Mart calls December: “Listen, brother, come out for me today.
December: No question, brother, you came out for me.

A: An advertiser from the radio writes: "Sended a prequel - 30 transl rolls up to 15 sec. Or, if the partner resumes the mouthpiece - 100 tr. After all, even in the absence of the management image of the institution is worth supporting, do not disappear from the air!"
B: Does it have a bulky tariff?

Watson is fat? The military doctor that tubed out what in the colonies in the war was a puddle?

XXX: I hear, we didn’t take this tester in vain.
The toilet was stuck in the office. The chemistry does not help, and nobody, forgive me, in a great need can not go out the second day.
xxx: Called the sanitary technicians, they turned around the toilet, touched the block with a wire
XXX: You have to understand. They have no time
xxx: Tester says, fig with them, find 2 packs
XXX was found. I went to the toilet. A few seconds of bullshit - and it comes out pleased with the statement that everything is cleaned up
XXX: We come in, and it is true.

XX: Clean the toilet with two bags. How? →! to

Do you have to go or go?
Women and without additional benefits are not so willing to work compared to men, because. either we can leave in the decree, or we will sit with the children in the hospital, not everyone has a free healthy grandmother or, more importantly, a babysitter.
Additional privileges that the employer will be required to provide a woman will confirm her unwillingness to hire women, and the reason for the refusal he will indicate any other if asked. And fighting this is useless, because in essence he is right, he needs a worker, not a mom who takes the place.

Fastfuddin is the new Tatar name.

At work, we hurt those who do not have a garden.
Sadists can forgive late to work in the garden season
can be released to the plant earlier (or a week if you need to go fucking to the garden) without damage to the salary
The manager also made repairs at home.
for those employees who also did repairs in the apartments at the same time with her
Written awards

Tensions in the collective relationship

"U.S. police killed a woman with a gun mulch"

You made a mistake:

The word multiplier is written with 3 "l" (at least). Better than four.

Hi, how are you?
Like in the army.
What did you call?
Cherry: No, in the training of work.
Maria: And how then?
Like in the army.
Maria: So you were called? I’ll probably have to kill myself to get out of that loop.

Why secretly confess in love and not in hatred? The man comes to you and says, “This is from a hidden hater.” He handed a box of sweets with a note. And the note reads, “It’s to you, miserable loser, I despise you.” And sweets are so ugly, ventilated, slurred, slurred. One even bitten to make sure it's really shit.

Fuck, after blocking the router, I like it even more, a bunch of new features have been posted: games, movies, everything you want. Here is a wild mouse simulator.It is :)

Yesterday I drank cognac, so this cognac is fucking!! to
How much did you drink?! to
HGH: 2 liters
It’s definitely the brandy!! to

From the comments under the photo of the Indian temple:
"All His Holy Ones"

Once upon a time, before the rabbits, we bought two Syrian hamsters for the children.
My mom asked what we would do if one of the hamsters died.
The kids were young then, so I said, “I’ll hide the corpse, quickly run to the zoo and buy exactly the same hamster.”
“Good idea,” said Mom, “we’ve always done the same for you!”
Always is! More than once!
My vision of the world fell down...

by Marinalevy