There was another wave out of the window! One of the parents brought an orc to the neighboring garden.

In the whole world, chansons are wonderful lyrical songs, and we do not have it at all, and it is called not chansons, but blatnyak.
What life, such a lyric.

The story was told by a colleague who accompanies the 1C program at the enterprise.

Changes were made to the program remotely and also tested remotely (transmitted documents, formed reports). It was all on the accountant’s computer.

A man comes to her, sees that the accountant is sitting, picking up papers, and on the monitor the cursor itself moves, something is done.

Man, what’s going on there?

The woman decided to stick.
Now the program is smart. I give her a task in the morning, and she does it all by herself.

The man’s eyes should be seen.

Oftopic
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In Chelyabinsk, the mother was not allowed to go to the birthplace.
Born in the car.
What other shit is needed for and against childbirth?
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Did they just not let it go?
There was a story a few years ago, they also trumped at every corner that the mother-in-law was not allowed to go to the nursery, haters, goats, butters. And in fact, she came with a group of ten people supported by the horn that all of them should be present. The crowd was not allowed, they were offended and took the girl with fights, accepted the birth themselves. And then they started screaming on the internet, what all the shit.

Ivan, Assistant Secretary The technician came to us with a note.

Welcome to the staff of the information fields, I brought you the device!

But the head of the department from the neighboring office jumped out to see what the device was there.

I remember, in the sixth class (not sure), the mushrooms were passed on biology, the biologist-teacher made round eyes and said about the following: "You are what, the truffle is candy, and not the mushrooms!!! andquot; I didn't start to discourage, because that it's not meaningful to argue with idiots - I understood even earlier.

Hello to you! Have you found your second half?
I would like to find the first...

The problem of modern clashes is, at best, the unjustified extrapolation of experience.
Thus e. A person has an experience, which means “so is also” and automatically replaces its value with “so is only”.
Often the same experience, which is so categorically shared with us by the participant of the clash, is extremely subjective. We receive not an objective description of the experience, but its observation by one of the participants.
“I’m not afraid of mice, so men are not afraid of mice.” Here "meaning men are not afraid of mice" is an unjustified extrapolation. A "I am not afraid of" subjective perception. What people thought in the process was behind the picture. Even if they said, “No-no, dear, of course you weren’t scared. And on the table just because the mouse is better visible from there" - the storyteller does not have objective data :)
And in neglected cases, we observe the extrapolation of non-existent experience. Man does not know how he has obtained an opinion, and shares it with others. Do not ask forcibly. Per this could be called "Missionary Syndrome"

You are all here scandalizing, find out...Better appreciate how cheerfully the words of romance "Chrysanthemums have long since bloomed in the garden" on the motive of the American anthem

From the contact:

“Hey, Commander, I had to stand here, and well, I have to get rid of it, I need it urgently. An enormous man was pushed.
I will go without a line, I have children at home! A hysterical eagle.
- Well, we gave up to the elderly, my legs hurt and I am a veteran and a disabled person in general - all of my grandmother's chariot with the force of a heavyweight, and not an old disabled person.
Just ask me! The guy tried to resist.
- I am a member, I am out of line - a man of immense size was waving.
And only the devil, sitting at the gates of hell, looked at this vaccanalia and scratched his neck astonished.

The musicians will understand.
I play a game for the children’s playground "Guess the melody". Conversation with a friend:
Please help me. I need to draw a note.
The eighth to you? Or a half?
I can paint half of it myself.
I’m crazy, I can paint it all.

I am just shaking how many slaves are rubbed here, for whom the highest value is to soften the boss. The rage of pregnant women revealed unseen depths. No time to relax, work is waiting, uncle has not all the money yet earned. The crochet he has already bought, and the villas are still missing. Then I sent my daughter to Princeton. So let’s go, slaves, blow up. Abortions are still under OMS. If you are lucky, your master will appoint you a beloved wife (he will give you promotion and a couple of slaves to command). Rest at the cemetery.

You have a sweet life, you have not smelled dust. Homework, enough to eat and well. This is real life! In other words, they invented a rest outside the hill three times a year, restaurants were all kinds of unnecessary goods of bourgeois life. Live like normal people and 25k will suddenly be a good salary. There has been a growing generation of hookers.
= is
Barin is unhappy that the holograms don’t want to just smell? Strange, it will soon be a hundred years as such have been rid of.

Shorten your hair.
Buy a new shirt and sunglasses.
Put the air conditioner in the car.
Make a bowl and a cold bowl.

Do not give the summer a chance to come!

If there is hell, it is a medical commission. You stand in huge queues to be woven into you with a needle and a hammer cut off.

Listen, gentlemen, do you have any complaints about the surroundings? You contradict yourself with your presuppositions at every step.

Don’t you like the cheetahs and women who have happily escaped the holy yoke of marriage? Respect the children and help them.
Do you want children and ovulations to get stressed? Don’t fuck your brains on the topic of “free and independent women” with their dumb demotivators with cats.
And better, just don’t fuck your brains. Everyone chooses the cross for themselves, or to grumble in youth, or loneliness in old age. Do you want respect for yourself? Respect the choice of others. The wickedness in our society is just scattering, the comments - all the bitches and attacks on everyone, the men on the babies and vice versa, on cyclists, on pregnant women, on children, on the childless, on the piddars, on drivers, on.... yes, on all!
People, what about you? Go all in pop. You owe nothing to anyone? You too, close up now.

XXX is BIG. Our colleagues in the kitchen explained to a foreign guest what compot is. It's like a tea with berries but without tea :D

News: In Perm late in the evening there was a fire in the territory of the store "All at 37". The cause of the fire is believed to have been a shutdown in the electric shield. No one was injured in the incident".
The best comment: "Probably, the electric boiler cost 37 rubles..."

The leader of the group "Ramstein" appealed to Merkel with a request to let him be treated in Syktyvkar.

I work in a small brewery. Students come to practice. They do useful technical work, including helping to pour beer into bottles.
He enters the office of the gentleman and goes to the production director. The further dialogue:
There, a student’s beer bottle exploded!
P.S. Yes, that is what happens.
The student is in horror, almost crying out of fear! Go to calm!
And then one of the accountants enters the dialogue (such a nice and participatory girlfriend):
“Well, right now the bottle... I have to tell him that he’s very lucky, because just recently Kega exploded and knocked out the door.