The Gold Words:

It is necessary to understand that work at home is an inevitable evil, so to drop it on someone, if both work, at least there is disrespect for the partner.

In the frame and on the wall. And some would put their back on their foreheads to read in the mirror every morning.

"Ura!" was also not possible - they shouted "Guga!" the Germans were overwhelmed when they heard this scream - there were mortals who had nothing to lose.

The Idiot. This is a fictional film by Guga. No one ever spoke like that. They were mostly screaming.

Officials are such a subtype of humans who believe that the process of prosperity of the country must inevitably begin with them.

The Immortal

This little story happened exactly a year ago, on May 9, in the city of Tula, at a city parade.
Music was played, bouquets were flashing, dressed villas were not in a hurry to advance.
On Lenin’s prospectus floated an endless order of black and white immortal heroes of that war. All young, strong, beautiful, almost alive. And each of them, with a wooden hand, led his grandson or grandson.
Suddenly, one girl suddenly gave her grandfather to her mother and quickly disappeared in the crowd.
The girl was named Natasha, and for a moment it seemed to her that somewhere in the crowd, over her heads, her grandfather whispered. The same smile, the same cheeks, and the same medals.
Natasha struggled to get through the dense column and finally found what she was looking for: some cheeky boy, ten years old, actually carried a photo of her native grandfather. The girl immediately recognized her, because the photo was the only one, the grandfather sent her from the front and soon died.
Natasha was stunned by the righteous rage. What an abomination! Even the name has not changed!
She rushed to the cheeky man and began to tear out a poster with his heroic grandfather.
But the boy, not bothered at all, did not escape, he kicked Natasha off and began to fight desperately for his transparency.
Natasha’s mother came to help.

Let go of it, Gaddafi! Where did you get that, unconscious? It is ours! People come here with photos of their grandparents, not strangers! Give it here, the man!

The boy, left without a poster, helplessly cried and began to shout, “Mom! by Mamma! They took it!”
The crowd broke up and out of it came the angry mother of the boy:

What is it about?! Are you crazy, lady? Give it here! What a fuck for the child!? to
What? what? You must be ashamed! What are you teaching your son? Printed someone else’s portrait, attached to a rod and forward to the parade?! Where did you get our photo?
Are you an unusual? Yes, this is my grandfather – Sorokin Peter Polykarpovich!
How is? How is yours? But he’s mine... too.
Meaning of yours...? So, what are you, daughter of Nicholas?
and I? Yes... A?
You and I are cousins. I wanted to find one of yours a hundred years ago, but one, another...
- Meet you, children, you are brother and sister, three-born, but nothing, anyway for our grandfather we are all one big family...

A year has passed since then, but the two families have managed to become very close together and become one. They now don’t even imagine how they lived before, hardly knowing about each other’s existence.
And today, Peter Polykarpovich Sorokin will lead to the parade of his grandchildren, but only without quarrels and grievances, because his wooden hand will be enough for everyone.
He is a true immortal hero.
Seventy years later, he died and still keeps his entire family in his fist.

P.S

Holidays to all of you! Remember and cry.

In principle, I’m normal to travel to work, but waiting 8 hours to go back is really tired.

Do I know why I work when I am married? In order not to sink, sitting at home, and not to turn into a clown, with which to talk about nothing but diapers, recipes and snacks. Even so that the children had an example in front of their eyes, that both dad and mom are good specialists, people needed by society. That mom is not an attachment to dad, but an equally valuable, self-sufficient person. And so that, if it is not godly, what will happen to my husband - I could raise the children, and my husband treatment / care to provide (this is if the worst thing did not happen), and not run to look for another bulatink. Together - so together and in health, and in impotence, and if I have no qualification, then who will my husband count on in case of what? I will not leave him with a straw or vegetable, the only question is whether we will survive in poverty, or I will be able to preserve a decent life for our family, if anything happens.

The grandmother was silent and thoughtfully said so – they were shouting aaaaaaaa!! Then quietly, the bullet bells from the bell, and then again aaaaaa!!! Aaaah!! to

For some reason I believe her. After her release, her 45-year-old uncle and her 17-year-old brother went on with the Red Army, and her husband (my grandfather) had been missing since the summer.

The anecdote is. There are two Germans sitting in the cave, the old and the young, the young constantly rushing to retreat, the old: no, it is too early.
The Soviet commander several times with the scream "for the Motherland, for Stalin" raises the fighters, but every time lies under the gunfire of the old German.
In the end, he raises the fighters into the attack with the scream "that for %%%%%%%, yes %%%%%%% it is %%%%%%%% that you %%%%%%%%"
The old German to the young: "Now is the time to retreat."

I only know one thing about electricity: electricity is not a fool, where it is easier, it goes there.

Nightmare, you don’t have a single gram of humanity!
YYU: And before you do any other horrible ugliness, I must warn you that ‘humanity’ and ‘humanity’ are not the same thing.

Half the twelfth night. Students in the courtyard play football with a burned tablet of dry alcohol and shout: "Aaa! This is a toy, not what iPhones are!". I love our area and we have fun.

From the hub about AI, who played poker with the TOP-10:
If Claudico first got the bitcoins with hard work, it is unlikely he would just drop them down. And having a real AI would not play at all.

"I fucking got the bills! They multiplied and divided them. Are you weak?and "

I even went through the apartment on such accounts.

Why is Darth Vader Hanging on the Door? It is dangerous.
Yyy: Why is it common to ride a motorcycle 200 km/h around the city?
Zzz: Just one motorcycle to serve for the rest of your life :)

Today I watched a dialogue between two young girls. The compliment said by one of them directly embodies female friendship: "You have such shorts are beautiful, you are very good. That’s only if you’d burn a little and your legs aren’t so thick. Thank you very much, Yamao.

xxx: you need to change the definition in the Ozhegov dictionary - what is an interview and what is an interrogation

Oh, and I’m sorry...
Let me not allow you!
I don’t let you not let me!! to
Do not let me not let you let me not let you!! to
Don’t call me, go to X!! to

This and such.
It is...

And if in 5-10 years we get divorced...

I mean, but which ice was it? All life to bear in mind that we are about to break up - and the brains fuck it: hit and ran away. My family is forever. Without any options. The trolls are the trolls, not the family.
^ ^ ^ ^ ^
and ahaha. Three times. Well, you are, of course, Vangi all here, you are in.op. You know it all right in advance! Learn what, right? And you are still confident that in 5 years in the family everything will remain as it is... Did you have yourself at least a hint of disruption at all? A wise woman should not be overwhelmed by her constancy and holiness of her husband, but to think ahead of her family, herself and children. So little can happen in life!! You are in Russia!! And the country, in essence, has nothing to do with it, a person is suddenly deadly (c) and can suddenly shake without declaring war. And the ex-wife then with the naked ass and a bunch of debts, without education and qualification... would you personally help such a woman? and?? And surely? What if it really is? And who was the first to think - before it was necessary to think where she looked, born, sitting at home, stupid?! Not you? No is? Is it bl?? to
Plus a stitch girl, fine, even though the head is on the shoulders.

Back to Cobra.

The number A-8 appears on the board. No one fits.

Announcement by loud communication "A-eight!". No one again. "A to Eight!"

From the turn: "RANEN!". No one ever approached.

Announce the following number "A-nine!".

From the turn (the same voice): "KILL!"

From the community of the evil doctor in these phantasts

Ekaterina Marakushina
In some circumstances, my husband accompanied me to the day hospital, which is in the clinic. Misanthrop is her one, but, seemingly, he is bored, and order he loves... Therefore he organizes a baback in the corridor. His grandmothers are obediently listening, and she is choked, covered with rubies - well, a young man has shown interest in them) He talks there with them about something under the motto "Well, babies, how is it?" Recently his staff invited to come in more frequently - no one climbs without a turn, does not climb, everything is straight and noble, and the grandmother for some reason does not hurt anything) However, even the husband's cats in the place they go at first. He is the oldest of us.)

52x max> In our family the main holiday is the day of the tankist
52x max> Celebrated every sixth and seventh day of the week