I drank somewhere in the early 00s with the operas. Good guys and girls, at all. Absolutely without Paphos. One of them told such a story. If it was before, I will not be surprised. The man could tell a lot.

The case was in the 90s. They came back from a foreign tour. Somehow it happened that the payment of the fee was delayed for some, as they said, technical reason. In the 90s, it was all around. And he, as it was, lived well abroad - drinks, souvenirs, all that. And here they, as they said in Soviet times, "started a disorder." It was a charitable concert for veterans and retirees. Whether it is a pension or an old-age home. They whispered it was that it was no longer the Soviet times and to perform for free is not a comilfo. But they were quickly embarrassed and told that some very important person had asked for it. And they went to act practically as an explorer. Good luck professionals. And the supposed repertoire - songs of the Great Patriotic and Civil Wars - all have them from childhood on hearing. This man got a song about "a hundred young fighters from the Budionov mouths", which jumped into the fields for reconnaissance. He thought he knew the text. But whether the self-confidence deceived him, whether the thoughts about where to intercept the money, but he made a mistake. I did not look once again at the kindly laid-up paper with the text and his beautiful baryton (or tenor, damn I take them, the opera, when they are subjected) instead of "and fearlessly the squad jumped" confidently brought - "and the squad jumped on the enemy for FREE!!" In general, a typical Freud reservation worked out. He froze it, and when it touched it, it cooled inside - it became uncomfortable to the veterans. But as a true professional, he did not show sight and carefully sang the song to the end. No one seemed to even pay attention. Everybody bothered. Well, it went well, he thought with relief.

After the concert, according to the plan, there was a small informal communication of singers with veterans, congratulations... And then one very old grandfather with a clever, insightful and astonishing look approached him and flashed quietly and said: "What, son, were you also pulled here?"

Historians have uncovered the secret of the incredible strength of the solution used in the construction of the Roman aqueduct. According to recent studies of preserved documents, at the beginning of construction more than a hundred builders were executed for stealing cement from the construction site.

aaa: Business advice to airlines: following the cancellation of free baggage to make paid toilets on planes.

BBB: No need to write such things! They can steal your idea. Moreover, on long-haul flights, the first hour is free, in order to attract passengers and also free beer.

Necessary and good:
Let us throw the burning torch of knowledge into the unwashed ass of ignorance!

Dear friends
Before you write angry opus about the situation in the country on various occasions (health, medicine, welfare, living standards in general), remember that our country is big. And situations in each sphere vary greatly depending on where you are. The bread is different, and you are about doctors. I recently moved from one end of the country to another, people are completely different than in another country. You and your opponent are just in different places. Imagine there may be such a situation that there are no apartments, no cars, no villas, but only a house and life at the expense of the garden. Somewhere on 30 thousand a month you will not live, and somewhere it is decent money that you can safely live together.
Z is. In some places, even the Russian post works well.

The modern RPC offends my feeling of beauty. In all churches without exception, I see stores selling magical goods and services.

I sit and watch the movie "Something" of 1982.
Periodically, they smoke something that takes different forms.

There was a sense of synesthesia. I feel the smell of smoke and burning meat from these images. What is the imagination capable of...

The smell increased. Going out to the balcony - it turns out that in the nearest cafe, the strawberries are roasted.

I sit down and look forward to what is "something". I want a shuffle.

Now "something", the hottest horror film of my childhood is associated with shalkies. They arrived. My world will never be the same.

Today just killed a hard-hearted vaccine hater. And today I called everyone and asked where to urgently put the vaccine, her baby communicated with the sick child with the same vaccination hater. P.s.vaccinations cannot be done to already sick or suspected.

He had a brain dead. I thought there was something. Just a fucking character.

zzz: We have a title "A woman beat two policemen?
XXX is yes.
Zzzz: I got a call from the IMD. They ask to replace, they say, the image of the policeman is wrong.
XXX: I do not know. Let’s write this way: "Superwoman beat two policemen". And we keep the common canyon, and the police are not ashamed.

I can't open the file again!!! to
YYY: Did you read the instructions I sent out a week ago?
XXX: I don’t understand anything!! to
Yyy: Probably it would have become much more understandable if you had at least opened the letter. I don’t even dream of reading.

Why "sitting in front of the TV", but "sitting behind the computer"?
WOW: The computer you control, perform active actions (compare "after the steering wheel", "after the steering wheel", "after the piano", and not "before"). A "before the TV" you are passively watching, mostly. In this case, pretexts are not about a place in space, but about the use of an object.

xxx: *link to video where T-shirts are folded into stacks with one hand movement*
Now you don’t need a girl to put things carefully in the closet.
I have bad news for you, girls are not needed for that.

From the Finnish housing discussion:

This is like sterilizing space, not good for health.

YYY: So the case with us, in Russia: passed the lawn - entered the shit; approached the bench from behind - entered the rubbish; went to throw the garbage - took a rod to get away from the dogs; went up the staircase of the house (the elevator broke) - entered the sleeping room; pressed the button in the elevator - the gum sticked to the finger.
You should sterilize yourself.

There are two types of news headlines:
"At the Holi Paint Festival, teenagers clashed with police"
"The linguistic orgia in glory of the Indian demon has almost grown into a new Maidan"

The most fierce patriots are those who have nothing to be proud of except their homeland.

The bad Google.
The patient looked extremely normal, a routine operation, a simple young 65-year-old man.
The beginning of the conversation did not predict anything unusual, I went through his tests and ECG, reviewed the medications, asked when he was taking them for the last time, examined him for anesthesia.
Everything is standard.
He began explaining the drug plan.
And somewhere on his second question I realized that something was wrong...
The man explained on my professional jargon, applying it competently and in place.
I interrupted myself in half a word and asked, is he not a doctor?
A retired engineer.
Engineers are smart people, literate - but not to the same extent!
The feeling was unrealistic - as if I was talking to a colleague, question-answer, more questions and all he knows, asks everything on the matter, systematically and thoroughly.
So, where does this knowledge come from, man, ever, I am already whispering.
The short answer is Google, the skillful use of it by a very literate and insightful man.
My examination was delayed, it took twice as much time as I had spent, I turned all my hardships and skills out of hand, on, man, enjoy, turned to his wife, if she had any questions.
She ironically looked at her husband, me - after your dialogue, no questions, you've changed everything here, thank you for your patience, it's not always easy to endure, I've been listening for 40 years and I'm amazed by the enthusiasm.
I write appointments.
The surgeon approaches and begins to explain his part of the work.
This is where the circus has started!
The patient knew everything about the operation.
And what catheters and what alternative routes and what complications, no, it doesn’t happen, he has accumulated mountains of knowledge in the ugly Google, mountains!
They would talk for a long time, but I intervened quite decisively, joking that we would spend more time talking than operating!
And what do you think?! to
He hit the point, we shot in 25 minutes, successfully, with a soft landing in the wake-up room.
I went out to my wife, reassured her, everything was okay, everything went according to Google, that is, the standards of treatment.
I went to my office with a strong desire to drink something stronger.
Uncomfortable this feeling - the exposure of the wonders of the wizard, no mysticism or there are secrets, play in the open, bluff or bullying does not go through.
Oh, Google-Google, what you, such a fool, made, broke the ocean from my mysterious specialty, you will have to re-qualify in old age to management!
Or a dog trainer.
Good luck to all of you, googlers and googlers!

Moldova has banned the entry of Rogozin.
In response, Russia banned the import of Moldovan pork.
This is the most symmetrical response in human history.

<TopSpin>: I went to the homephone and attached a working pass card. I thought "in debil"... And attached a map "Troika"
<TopSpin>: It’s a tough day :(

I think I know why so many people are sick.
When they see a meteor flying over the night sky, their only desire is to “fight!”and "