My husband has a mother and a younger brother. He is four years younger. In all my acquaintance with this family, my husband's brother, never celebrated a holiday with us, his mother and his brother, my husband, he never congratulated neither birthday, nor New Year, or anything else. He lives as a neighbor. With her husband, her brother has a very bad relationship, they are more enemies than brothers. This brother for strangers will do everything, a straight shirt guy, but for his relatives, the finger on the finger will not hit, and even if you ask for help, you will not get this help. At first I was very surprised by this attitude in the family, to my questions, why? I was told that as a child he behaved as if he was from a strange family.

Here, the day after, the mother-in-law broke out the anthrax, and found albums of photos of my husband, and a notebook where she recorded his first words, how much he weighed when he was born, when he sat and other little things. We sat down with her, looked at the photos, then she brought more pictures of my husband, from childhood and to the army. We looked at it all and I asked:

Do you have a photo album of your younger son?

The Sister:

Not much of his photographs.

Did you just photograph?

Well it happened.

Didn’t his first words, like his oldest, also speak?

It was no longer that. Okay, I’ll go back and clean it all.

Imagine, two sons grew up in the family, the eldest everything, every birthday in the photography studio to make a beautiful photo, and the younger shish, if something was bought new of the things, then most often the older, the younger gave up. If all his life he was treated as a strange child, then why be surprised that he now behaves so with his brother and mother.

There is a simple and effective way to dramatically raise the quality of free medicine in Russia - you need to ban all officials and deputies from being treated anywhere except in district clinics and hospitals.

The big boss requires a list of employees, say, for premium, the goal here is not the main thing.
The list is discussed and prepared for a long time, but the boss puts his resolution into the text: "I disagree."
Sadness, sadness is popular, but one smart employee just changes all the names on the list.
The boss silently signs pleased that he was listened to.

A truly intelligent man will never fight a fool, he will do so that he himself will agree.

Russian pensioners are not so poor, and officials are not tired of demonstrating this. The 69-year-old mother of the head of the Ministry of Commerce Denisa Manturova and the 84-year-old mother of the head of the administration of the President Anton Vaino bought a network of gas stations with a turnover of 60 billion rubles. This is because they are strong in the economy.
The pensioners! Read more about Business Secrets!!! to

He is lecturing mathematical physics. To simplify the recording, a lot of new labels are introduced. Near the end of the lecture he had to introduce another one. He looks around the board, thinks for a few minutes... and says, “There is such a letter in the Georgian alphabet...

I came yesterday for halts, replacement of water, sewage, bath, washing machine, compact. A young family, 20 years old. Apartment of Grandma. The boyfriend has left, the girl is talking on the phone, I am collecting a washing tank and heating my ears. She talks to a friend:

Have you heard of the light? No, about the little girl, what a sister, not. In short, she found her daddy! Well, like a daddy, he is a worker, only a rich man, rides on the watch. Taurek is new, the class house, I watched the photos. The light is fashionable, only on a taxi, ah. What? What a jealousy, ha ha ha, he’s old, fucking old! He is real forty years old.

Many years ago I went with my family from Sochi. Travelled Kotelnikovo, to Volgograd 150 kilometers. I go to the gas station, there is a line, 20 cars on one column, 100 kilometers later, another gas station is closed. Anyone who has been there knows that the infrastructure in this area is the same. Gasoline just to Volgograd, and then if you go in the economy mode. I switched off the condor, 90 km / h, it is already night, the road is empty, rare cars exceed at high speed. The family sleeps. Here, I notice, behind a jeep, four lights on the roof light. I add speed, the jeep too, I reduce to 40, the jeep too. The road is empty, there are no settlements, there are still signs hanging with a warning, such as to stop dangerously, stop only at the GIBDD post. I waited a lot then. I think that if we were rushed to this sea, we would have sunbathed on the shores of the Volga. Something bad? well well! I think the accomplices are probably waiting in front, these are passing behind, swimming, fucking. With these thoughts, I went to Volgograd. I go to the gas station, the jeep stops from behind, a man comes out: "Hello, landlord. The navigator broke, fortunately I saw your Tatar numbers. “Why did you drive so slowly?”

Earth, if you’re reading this, don’t do that anymore. There is one road to Volgograd, would not be lost.

The xxx:

I remember my shortest interview.

This is what? (Put your finger into the scheme)

The Resistant.

What is he playing there? (It goes to my player)

and Dorset.

Monday at 8 p.m. with documents.

It was less than a minute).



YYYY :

My shortest interview.

I came to arrange in the office. I went to the director. He said, go to the engineer. He asks questions. We go to the engineer-and there my former colleague sits, with whom we worked side by side for 5 years. He resigned for a few years as a former member.

Oh my hello.

by Zadar.

and AMM

and emm.

All standards are appropriate.

xxx: We have a cat and a dog at home, and it's so fun to notice the contrast between the grace and accuracy of a cat and just fuck what a dog's clumsiness :)

On the other hand, the cat is of the opinion that it is we at his house live, and not he at us, but with the dog somehow much more warm feelings :)



Yyy: This is always the case, you live with the cat at home, and warm feelings for the dog. It is disgusting.

Xxx in a day. I hadn’t eaten since morning all day. Near the evening, another departure - firefighters during the extinguishment of the fire found the body. The man burned nobly - like a chicken grill, his legs from knees to feet were overburned. I approach the firefighter, who is just standing at the body. The firefighter says, “The captain...” I have not eaten all day. The nose catches the smell of dull roasted meat, saliva is released and in response the firefighter hears a wild whistling from my belly. I remember how he hit me then. And I wasn’t clever that fucking, I left from the winding side.

God created people equal, but something went wrong.

Language school in Valencia. It is very pleasant to see that the Russian language occupies a strong position in the international market.
Signature on the poster: "The funny words your gaming friends use? Go to us and you will understand what they mean.”

I don’t understand why people are worried about immigrants.

My neighbors are Russian.
All the children in the school are Russian.
All the shops are Russian.

I like it here in Israel.

One of my acquaintances moved to live in the village and caught a chicken. He himself is a city resident and masters rural life through trials and mistakes. His first ten chickens were brown and carried brown eggs. For me personally, it was a discovery that brown chickens carry brown eggs and white chickens are white. But the story is not about that. I wanted my friend white eggs for variety. For this purpose, 10 white chickens were purchased immediately. But the cock did not accept new chickens. He drove them away from food, mercilessly slayed them, and neither wings. The cock was eaten for dinner. A new chicken was bought, which began to cheerfully cover the whole chickenhouse without a breakdown. Question: Why did the old cock behave like this? My friend said philosophically: I don’t know. Maybe it was racist :)

The humanitarian marry for love, because it is difficult to calculate.

We have many internal organs, but no conscience.

I live in Riga, I work on the railway I have 15 weekends a month and a constant desire to work.

Seven years ago, early on Sunday morning, a old acquaintance called.

“Hello, we’re looking for a man here, we need to go to Italy, bring something, how are you?” I have to tell you that my greed for money competes with my love of freedom. I always find out what to carry.

The girl said, “You just don’t laugh, mouse.”

“The mouse?”

D: “Not at all, cat.”

In short, it turns out, the president of the firm, where my friend works, went on holiday to Italy, on Lake Garda, with the whole family and a pet, a rat by the nickname Dominic. Buying a plane ticket, Dominic got worse at takeoff, and at the time of landing he was a half-body. The rest, like all good things, has the tendency to end and the family council decided: the family returns to Riga by plane, and the rat, like a white man, rides by car.

I, as a decent person, explain that at both ends it is almost four and a half thousand kilometers and it will be more expensive than all the rats in Riga and even the Baltic. I am informed that I can get an advance right now.

He got together, left, and was there the next evening. Meeting a family: Dad, Mom, two daughters and Dominic. Let's get acquainted, I am given a list with a bunch of conditions:

1st Stay for a day, with the owners, so that the rat gets used to trusting me, or she may have a psychological trauma.

2nd Driving along the route with the least altitude variations, or Dominica can be bad (round for three hours).

Three At least every three hours to stop and ventilate the rat.

4 is Overnight on the way so that Dominic is not tired.

Well, the rest in the same spirit: the music is not to turn on loud, not to smoke, not to leave alone, how to care for, to feed.

On all my hints that these are unnecessary expenses, it was said that everything is paid. We take Dominica, we go. I observe all the instructions, I take care of the rat like a small child, I really understand that if anything happens to him, everything will be bad. To pay tribute to the owners, the rats hotels were booked excellent and not cheap at all.

The last day, due to road work in Poland was out of schedule, arrived in Riga about the hour of the night. We were still met by the whole family. They would see the joy of the masters, especially the girls, and I was a little sad to break up with Dominic, used to it, and he turned out to be a guy of his own.

You judge yourself that it is... the rich have their own wonders... or love for the smaller brothers. I got my money and I was pleased.

A cook goes to school and passes a test task.
She is given the task: here you have three kilos of meat and three kilos of bread, make cakes. The cook rotates, rotates, cookes and prepares. The cottage is tasting – delicious.
They give a second task: sometimes there are delays, so here you have a pound of meat and five pounds of bread, make cocktails. The cook rotates, rotates, cookes and prepares. Try it again, it is delicious.
They give a third task: sometimes there are very difficult times, so here you have six kilos of bread, make cakes.
The cook rotates, rotates, cookes and prepares. The commission tries - delicious, it is no different from normal cakes. Managers are enthusiastic, they are accepted for work.
The cook goes out of school and calls his husband: “Dear, I have two good news for you. First, I was hired to work. Second - you can't buy meat, I carry four kilos home.

Xxx: People have Soviet stereotypes about the AUTOVAZ today. A bunch of acquaintances clothes Vesta with whores, although they have never even sat in them, they just say, say, shit. Mol solaris is better, and the vest should cost 300 thousand, not more.

Yyy: I was sitting in the police station, feeling not very much.

Zzzz: In the police - yes. But if you take off the bracelets and pull out a bottle of champagne from the backdoor, then the car for your money is great!

Xxx: Sometimes you try to talk to a person appealing to logic, bringing generally accepted facts, argue with iron arguments. But this is the main mistake, the opponent is not necessarily like you are stuck with logic and common sense. Therefore, it happens that you waste your energy and time building a causal relationship, and in response you get something in the style of "flies are not crocodiles, because in the north they love sausages." Therefore, being an educated person, respecting my own and the opponent's time, I immediately move on to insults, or this hatred is stupid.