If the purpose of man’s existence is only pleasure, then man’s existence is meaningless. If you give your life to another person, why does he need it; is there any other purpose? Which?

No matter how high it may sound, man is the point where the universe is aware of itself.
I accept the purpose and meaning of the consciousness of the universe.
This goal cannot be achieved by human life.

>>>no, the most beautiful was when a comrade seriously asked what the word "such" meant.

It was necessary to answer what is read as "zuh" and translated from German as "search".

From Habr:
I remembered the old man:
Yandex – “There is everything!”
Google – “Nothing is lost”

My Chinese, like a Japanese tonometer, is good and inspires me optimism. By measuring the pressure several times in a row, you can get the values of 170/100, 100/80, 190/ 110, 90/60 and finally the desired 120/80, after which it is worth stopping and telling yourself - "I did not expect as the astronaut..."

Is anyone going to Terminator 2 in 3D?
I have heard a lot of good. It turns out that Schwartz plays a good Terminator there this time. And still, they say, fight with a liquid metal robot!

Mag: Yes, we are going today. I watched the first part, a great movie, and here I don't even know, I saw the trailer, the new Terminator is pursuing someone again, and there they say "You can't kill people", in general, you can see that it's not that, so of course I don't expect much from the sequel, but I hope that even a student in the main role will not be angry.

Some of the children were taken by the train. In the hallway is a young mother with a child up to a year. As soon as he begins to captivate, she quickly squeezes him and distracts him on trains, a horse, something else. The boy is 6 years old, not her.
What is there? The boy asks her at the edge of his voice. (I was at the other end of the car, the door was opened by a click, and then I jumped.)
The child begins to captivate. The girl, pushing him, calmly
These are trucks, trucks.
What are they taking?
The situation repeats
I do not know. Count the wagons?
and once. Two of. Three. The Four...
You have guessed.
He has failed. He started again. He annoyed loudly. He spoke in the real sense of the word.
When he finally stood behind the poor passenger, the door of my neighbor’s coupe opened.
Oh Wadiq, I lost you. I found the whole car.Let us go eat.

Coffee please.
Adding a syrup?
Newcastle, just as in the instructions.

They agreed with a friend after school to come to me, so that I could give him a few puddles with a selective spruce at the time ("Hot Hooks from the 9th floor" from the sauce park nervously smoke in the side, at least I thought so).

That same day, a new book about Harry Potter was released. That is to say, I ran home with my head broken with the only desire – to dive faster into the world of magic.

Standing at the door, I said to a friend, “Now wait here, I’ll take it out,” and as I barely crossed the threshold and removed my jacket, I immediately opened the book and forgot about my friend.

I went out in two hours on request.

Mom’s rubbish – and a friend is standing and waiting for his portion of magic.



That’s what the schoolgirl is doing!



P.S. He didn’t know how to knock on the door, idiot.

When I was a student, I was taking lectures on a bus. Close, pressure, the crowd clamps from all sides. The driver from the front floor encourages to pay. Yale pushed his hand into his pocket, pulled out a handful of little things, counted, the good should not be held. The rest was put in my pocket again.

When I got out at the stop, I wondered where was the little thing in my pocket from? Jacket after washing. I put my hand in my pocket and there is nothing. This is such a story.

Go on your way back on the path of life!
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In other words, go fucking!! to

A petition appeared on the Internet with a request to rename the stadium "St. Petersburg" into "Baklan Arena"

I work in the corporate division of the bank. Loans to legal persons. A customer call is not a phone call. Next I – (I) the customer – (K)



I: Good morning, how can I help?

Q: Hi, my name is Oleg, I need a loan for business development!

I: Tell me in more detail what you would like.

Q: Loan 50-60 million rubles, buy a business center for renting offices!

I: I have understood. Tell us about your business. What is the legal and organizational form of a person?

Q: I do not have a face and business, I am a start-up entrepreneur. I told you I need to develop.

I: Unfortunately, without an existing legal entity, talking about such a loan will be problematic.

Money is needed in a week! When should I open your face? ? to Let me open it later!

I: Hey, Oleg... It’s not going to happen so quickly in any arrangement. In this case, I recommend taking a private loan.

Q: The meaning? ? to Does the state support entrepreneurs or not?

I: I support it of course. But there are certain requirements for this.

Q: What are the other requirements? You see, the idea is great! Yes, in 2 years I will return all the grandmothers and buy another business center!

I: Oleg, understand, if it were so easy, everyone around would become entrepreneurs...

Q: I don’t know why you’re still sitting there in your bank.

I: Oleg, unfortunately, will not work out. This bank is exactly.

Q: What a country this is... No one can give money for such a project! I will write a letter to the President.

Good luck Oleg.



Gothic

I wanted to go to school very much. My parents told me how well there was, and I used to trust my parents and counted the days before the end of my stay in this hated kindergarten.

Started on September 1 as everyone else – festive and with stars in the eyes from the abundance of white bandits. After the school line-up, the father warned: "As they let go - don't go anywhere, wait on the doorstep, I will come after you."



The school time passed unnoticed. Having picked up my suitcase, I went down, went out and looked around. There is no soul around. Working day in the midst, the Chruščov five-story line closes the noisy Lenin street. There was no Dad. It smelled in the air.

Lost, I sat down on the doorstep and began to reassure myself: “Dad and mom never cheat. They will definitely come.” It took 5 minutes, then 5 minutes, then 20 minutes. In my head I cried, “My parents left me! I do not need them at all! They forgot about me! »



At this time, a man with a diplomat appeared across the corner and headed toward the main course of the school. He almost passed by, as he suddenly stopped.

Boy, why are you sitting here?

This question was the last drop to make tears flow from the eyes. By the way, I replied approximately as follows:

“The lesson is over...I have to go home, but Daddy didn’t come for me! I will die here, alone, on a cold deck!

Uncle: In what class do you study? Have you been released home?

I : of course! I took a lesson, I was told about the upcoming victory of the Soviet Union in the Cold War, and now I have to walk home with my dad for a pen.



My uncle suggested that I walk with him. Since it was empty on the street and daddy was not visible, I agreed. We went together. I went to office number 8. He opened the door, and behind the door I saw my whole class at the parties.



So I learned that there is not one lesson in school, but four, five, six and even eight. This knowledge killed the desire to attend school, but the parents applied preventive measures in the form of a belt and an opleuch. I also learned that “uncle” is the director of the school and that I became the main subject of discussion for the girls in the class. Everyone laughed and the boy cried.

Good morning cats. I have such a funny glare that naked I remind the map of Europe.
Evgeny: Cover up Italy!

Just happened.

Patients of the sea. Here, “to my joy,” I am sent outside the line, a blatant patient with tight ties, who can open the doors almost everywhere. But as I said earlier, there are a lot of patients, and I am all impatient, every 10 minutes distracting. And here, his turn comes, but instead of him, we take a severe resuscitation patient, and as expected, there is a reaction, say how much to wait, he rushes, and in general, do I know whose relative he is?! I was immediately scared, so I had to ask. Having received in response the name of one extremely weighty and respected person, silently got the phone, picked it up and outlined a situation where his name is used quite ugly, as he would not personally allow himself. This man has been my patient for several years and we know each other well. Should I tell you how hard it was after that...

It is easy to ignore not only your own name, but also the name of others.

I am magnificent!
Are you chasing the Russian?

Sometimes there is a feeling that others have given those instructions from life, and you do not. Even the settings are hidden somewhere in the depths of the program, and you go to the default ones that are not a fountain...Admin, of course, has no shit. To the developers to contact tried - so these two hands breed, say the fuck knows, dear, how it went, we did not know how to code and also on the default somehow accidentally compiled "as everyone". So you live until you learn to serve, fix and rework everything yourself.

Evil Max: in online stores began to advertise spinners for HANDS.
Evil Max: What were the previous ones for?! to

Therefore, there are essentially two needs: bablo and sex. There are no others.

And this is not a revelation at all: you are not the first to reduce the Maslow Pyramid to the Obelisk of Bablo.

Disgrace and Children
I grew up in the USSR, where, as you know, there was no sex (in TV advertising). But we had the films "The Girl and the Echo" (1964), which showed a naked minor girl, and "Dubravka", where again a minor girl falls in love with a cute young woman. But for some reason this was not considered to be the propaganda of exhibitionism, pedophilia and lesbian relationships. At that time, the emphasis (including in these films) was made on something completely different.