I bought in the store, I go to the box office, the cashier (K.The young man breaks. There are 50p, 50p.
K is Fifty and fifty!
I – thank you!
K is Please please! The cashier was not confused. The portion))

It is easier to persuade a woman than to reject.

The road stories...
I would like to translate the saying: the more I know people, the more I like dogs. The story told by the owner of the Tavria about the horror experienced in the presence of wolves in the corn reminded us of a state of fear experienced not by animals at all.
In 1996 I started driving cars.
Vladivostok in all nearby and not very nearby regions. The topic was very interesting and relevant at the time, the people had not yet engaged in right-wing machines, and for the race guessed at least 1000-1500 BC. e. Two or three cars a month allowed you to feel if not Rockefeller, then it is safe to be sure.
Banditism on the roads of that time was perceived as a common phenomenon, and
200 AD for a ferry crossing through Amur the least evil.
From Usurisk, the Taeyeh Road as in the song - five hundred kilometers of taiga, where there are no housing or villages.
At one of the turns I notice in the mirror from behind a jeep, type Surfa, with lighting headlights, inevitably catching me in the taeyeh shell. It should be noted that the road does not allow to spread more than 110 km / h, taiga around and no soul. He becomes in the rear bumper and begins to flash the lights.
Maybe on the third transport such a signal is perceived as a requirement to give up the road, but there, believe me, no thoughts, except: stand, we will take the car and all the money, and you will go on the taiga on foot.
I pull out the last forces from the engine, although 2.5 turbo, but the road, I repeat, does not allow the maximum pressure. I slowly touched the pump behind the seat.
Finally, at one of the turns, a jeep bypasses me and specifically cuts to the side. There is no option to hit him in the side, I block the locks and lay a pump on my knees, a rubber charge, but a third cartridge with a cartridge.
From the jeep comes out a particular guy and not reaching a meter two to the car brakes - brother, take away the wool (painted, shit, I think) Hear, we will not steal you to kill, here is a pure problem, we will not knock out that happened brotherly.
Okay, once this is scheduled, I go out - what happened?
There the lamp burns on the instruments, x. z. that for the lamp, look.
The oil pressure lamp is burning. Is it burning for a long time?
- Yes, a hundred while you were chased (in the car two more lobsters)
Has any oil been poured out?
Driving in Usuri
For the oil?
- H. Z., butter and oil
Is the bank left?
Yes, sh...
I look at the bowl, mineral oil
Is the car fresh?(Provided by Surf)
Yesterday from the ship.
Do you add oil?
There was no level.
Where did you get the oil?
At the Tank
Was it in the engine?
- H. Z
I understand that the technical aspects of the issue the guys are not interested. from
In Japan, the car comes filled with semi-synthetics, and often synthetics. Mixing with mineral oil is not recommended at all.
- Get under the car, turn off the traffic jamming on the floor...
There are no keys (yes, indeed, the keys of them, they went out for theft,
Not by car)
The key is 17x19. We removed the block from the paddock - the oil is not poured out... In the paddock of thistle by consistency reminiscent of the sponge of chronic sinusitis...
- Turn the traffic jams, pour the sunshine into the throat and plants.
We washed the engine twice, melted the sludge, got two semi-synthetic canisters from the luggage, poured... The lamp went out, the sensor is not, but it does not stitch, it works precisely...
What should they?
- For the oil - on the... rub and let the rest know, so that they do not touch.
- Money is not, but it will not be touched, you will say that from Pasha (Vasi, Koli,
Sophia and so on...)
Okay, we are separated...
After 300 km, at the post...
Are you from Vasa? (Pasi, Koli and Siplo)
I am
A hundred rubles for oil.
Horror gradually disappears, giving way to common sense and banditism.
“The Nobility.”

A new part came in. So yes, then he went with the officers to the cigarette, and there he told a joke. Everyone laughs, but there is no flyer.
You hear, Lieutenant, everyone is funny – and you are not?
So I am not of your part, Comrade Colonel.

<Manual>: Ahh, where now is the time when programming courses in QBasic ran to neighbor compams and put "END" at 245th place in the line or "'"(REM) before cycle start=(((

<REND>: Ooo yes.. or when working with graphics "Screen 12" washed the program first..;-)

<Manual>: So that’s you, that’s you, Suga, I’ve been guessing a year!

Bulldog: probably won’t come
SkyGTR: where is the fifth?
Bulldog: not coming

he - "Leh, go to Sochi and +28"
I - "no bullshit, come back to Moscow, we have +32, you will get hot though"

Sergey Bulatov: I will come to Moscow for a day
Do you have a place to stop?
Sergey Bulatov: I will not stop
You are a drug addict! ?

XXX: Let’s go, brave boy, on a bear with a rogatine.
YYYYY: Yes I am not hunting with a shovel, either.

I call the programmer: Maxim, do you want me to give you a delicious candy?
Maxim, harshly and with suspicion: Why?

Here I get upset and cry out – to make my ass slip.

Something I have not managed to make friendship lately.

Before the New Year, we bought the daughters costumes of the fairy... they run around the house and boast of who the magic stick is cooler. My 5-year-old son is standing on the side and sneezing. He also needs a magic stick. The husband, without being confused, gets him from his tools a pen from a hammer and handed him the son with the words: you have a magic stick! And he replied, “Aha! only it needs to paint a black strip-white-black-white!

frost16: her, my liver is the last masochist...
Frost16: Every Friday it begins closer to the evening. I am a bad girl, punish me master, hurt me XD

She: By the way, we live a five-minute walk from each other and have not seen each other for weeks.
He: How do you say...we haven’t seen each other for years.
She: I’ve never slept with you before.
He: In general, you’re not sleeping right now... came, fucked and left...

Christie: st ppc was :)))) calls a guy from the store where I ordered curtains, dialogue:
p - your special order for curtains is ready
I am Eve, for what?! to
F to the curtains. They were brought
Why are they suddenly shit?! to
P – You ordered it!
Could I be a portier?
P is Oh! Certainly the porters.
I’m (I’m already screaming) and they’re not really shit?
P – I don’t know, I’ll look.
and ? ?

She said, “Oleg, you are a bitch!
He: Am I going to bite?
He said, “Yes, I am sorry!

xxx: decided to remember childhood - to play the sims, now the 3rd part, picked up the certificate-classes and saw there the following item about the wedding of the sims: "Persons must have sex several times before the item appears in the menu "Proposal to get married"!";
XXX: Children from childhood are taught the harsh truth of life.

tr00per: In the winter there were cold, snow, ice and pebbles. The Spring Loaf. In summer, heat, thunderstorms and even thunderstorms. What are the hell times of the year? What awaits us in autumn? The paralyzing city of November.? to

[General] Pomidorko, you have a funny nick=)

Tiger on July 11 at 00:13
I am playing football and...
What are you fascinated?? to
Olga 11 July at 00:14
artistic speech, Nabokov, kinetic behavior of characters of small prose, Russian rock, cycling... and, it seems, everything
Olga 11 July at 00:21
That is all? Questions are out? ?
Olga 11 July at 00:22
Why are we silent?
Olga 11 July at 00:23
Okay, I joke, in fact I like to bounce and go to clubs, never held a book in my hands, even newspapers...I play cards for dressing and listen to Ranetok, as well as Factor 2 and Timati...So better??)))))))))
Tiger on July 11 at 00:30
It is ?

Mora: No, he’s really a wonderful man.
Mora: having managed on the road to kiss in the back of a neighbor's foreigner, he decided to figure out the money
Mora: and then went on vacation.
Mora: and then, not forcing the neighbor, but forcing the car, decided to put the money in the envelope and push through the gap of the abandoned glass
Mora: And of course to drop this glass he, after watching the movie, decided himself.
Mora: Well then of course paid for the butt, and for the glass and for the new glass lift mechanism...