xxx: In the morning of "Sport-FM" Nikolai Valuev interviewed the world champion in fast chess Sergey Karyakin.
The interview began with the question: "Sergey, tell me what chess is!"

You react so calmly to everything! What is your secret?
Yyy: I don’t care.

And yes, has anyone seen that, for example, Mercury stretched his winged sandals on socks? and :)
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I, in fact, and Mercury have not met in my life, and I wear sandals with socks and whisper who thinks.

I will answer:

Please help me in a small matter:
Unknown neighbors stumbled, who rolled their garbage bags at the entrance of the mountain (there is no way to get them out). So, how would they be able to formulate their message more flammably, right? To get into a thoughtful ganglion?

Write to them on behalf of the carpenter that he kindly brought their garbage to the laundry, and now they owe him 200 rubles for it. You can agree on the disposal of garbage on a regular basis, the carpenter will try to cross with them to get the debt and talk about further cooperation.

If your husband comes and says, ‘Let’s move!’ and ‘Let’s go,’ you’re picking up a suitcase. If your husband comes and says, “Let’s take the world,” you’re holding the ladder. If your man comes and says, “Let’s shoot the neighbors,” you’re giving ammunition. Therefore, when your man comes and says, “Let’s play together!” and “Let’s play together,” you’re rolling the line.

Civil marriage is when a woman considers herself married and a man considers himself unmarried.

I watched with the children “Old men go to battle” and remembered.

In our kindergarten worked cook Antonina Vasilyevna. She was fifty years old or older, and I didn’t know much at the time. Of all the workers of the kindergarten dining room, I remembered only her - Antonina Vasilyevna could always get a supplement, running for a glass of compot or a bowl of gray even during a walk. The other change did not allow anything like this and, as a rule, pushed us away.

One day, when I got an extraordinary portion of cocoa, I noticed that the eyes of the cook, as my mother said, were on a wet spot. Then I didn’t give that importance and quickly forgot. But a couple of days later, rushing to the kitchen for a snack, I saw Antonina wiping her eyes with the edge of a towel.

I asked my mother, who worked in the same garden as an educator, why Antonina Vasilyevna was crying all the time. My mother told me that when the war began, Antonina, who just finished school, volunteered for the front. She served in the dining room of the aviation regiment. With this regiment she almost went to Berlin. Once, one of the pilots, a young lieutenant, who had recently arrived from school, ran to her kitchen and asked for cocoa. The time was rough, everything prepared for lunch was drunk and eaten, and dinner was just beginning to cook. In principle, cooking cacao was a matter of a couple of minutes, but Tonia was not the spirit that day and the lieutenant refused. Come in, she said, tonight. He did not come in tonight. As she later learned, the lieutenant was killed while performing a combat task - his fighter was shot down by the Nazis.

Twenty-five years have passed since then, and there has not been a single day when Antonina Vasilyevna did not think that if she poured that unfortunate glass of cocoa, everything could have turned out differently - and the battle would have gone differently, and the lieutenant would not have died. That’s why she never refuses any of the children in the supplement. She just cries often.

When I was six years old, this story shocked me.

Thanks to Eurovision! Now I can’t keep my smile when I meet the young Caucasians.

to this:
Yes, fuck them with sandals, the main thing to remember is that shells are only worn on the beach, in the bath or in the pool!

I will add:
And well worn shells emit shale gas!

I work as a cashier in a clothing store. There is, you understand, a certain set of standard phrases that are spoken to customers in different situations. So, if someone managed to leave the purchased things in the hands of the cashier, I scream after something from the series: "Young man, you left the package!"
Yesterday, this happened, but the tongue, you understand, plunged, so I managed to give it to the whole box: "Young package, you left a man!"
I haven't seen it for a long time XD

The question from a lonely young man who knows how to wrap a ring: and why 8in1? If it is not decorative, it will be too heavy and impractical. The 4 in 1 collar that you can take with you to the racing weighs ~10 kg, depending on the length of the sleeves and the length of the slope (I am a wrestler, so if anyone claims that there is no point in the games of the collar, I will answer immediately: for beauty and entourage, I do not participate in close combat ideally). The 6in1 armor can quite well go for the armor of the infantry, while virtually without compromising mobility. I don’t see any benefits in 8v1. There, one ring will weigh almost as much as a full armor of my comrades.

It depends on the ratio of thickness and inner diameter of the ring - it can be 6 in 1 small.
Although 8in1 is a overdrive, obviously the lady wants to splash herself Kira :)

From Tabu

To find a reason to drink is the first sign of alcoholism.
Drink it for no reason.

Soon it is summer. Urgently weakened. Tomorrow I will sit on the strawberries.
and UGU. Boris Moiseev also sits on the cucumbers, and then unnoticedly takes them out of the store.

It has long been known that you should not put a song that you like on the alarm clock.
So, choosing a course topic associated with something very interesting is also not worth it. One interest less, one hatred more.

The Companion. Neighboring students write their diplomas. One asks the others, having in mind where to mark the end:
Where will we go when we give it up?
In the army.

I go with a young man to the park. The weather is good, the birds sing, the sunshine, the mood elevated. I am pleased to put my bag on a long strap. Near there is an equally positive dirty canave, sufficiently deep, wrapped up with a nice rush. I hold the bag tightly, but for the case, I clarify:
“Sun, and if I break my bag in the cane right now, will you get it?
If you fall, you will fall by yourself. I’ll be watching and roasting from here.
After a short pause, with a breath:
Whom I am deceiving...

Black Alkas are outraged by the fact that heat is only white.

Half life is nothing, half life is nothing.

This is all:

...collective, on the control panel, small, large... in general, I take a step in their direction, but... in a moment I remember that I am 23 years old and sadly continue to melt to products...

I am 28 years old, I have two beautiful daughters 2.5 and 1.5 years old, but fucking! Every time my wife (25 years old) find ourselves in a toy store, we buy ourselves small cute machines, while for a long time forging in them and choosing more beautiful, we see nothing in this shameful, if you like and want, why not that? What are the strange stereotypes about "adulthood"?

"Strange" tracks of traitors?
My dad told me from childhood that they were designing pedestrian paths in the winter, along popular paths. I forgot to ask, in which country?