I ordered a taxi in Riga. I approached the car. I greeted the driver in English. He appears in the area of fifty. Half the way, they exchanged short unskilled phrases from the first pages of the conversation books. There was an uncomfortable pause, and then he said, “You see what happens when one pretends to be a European and the other hides that he is a Russian.”

On the wave of fairy tales from kindergartens and schools, I will tell my story of meeting my wife.

We met in the kindergarten, in the younger group. The parents brought us one after the other, and we shared the first wardrobes in the dressing room, alongside our towels in the toilet and beds in the bedroom, which, by the way, were adjacent. On the first day we were so close together that we exchanged cowards at a quiet hour. That same day we beat a girl who was running around the beds with her naked ass during that same quiet hour. Then they both stood in the corner.

Our fate was then predetermined. We went to the same school, university.

P.S Since then, I have not changed my underwear.

call to the worker. An elderly female voice asks a colleague to the phone, a girl (as it later turned out, she left with the grandmother of her son). I can only hear the words of my colleague:

Have I fallen asleep? ... well.. Take the controller and turn off. and BA! In the upper left corner there is a red button. How is it from below? ! to and. Turn the controller! ! to ! to ..... Why not succeed? Goal is better! ..... Maybe the battery. Go to the Division. Do you see the button on which “power” is written? ..... No, you don’t read that, the “Rose” button! ! to ! to Do you see? Press it! ! to ! to

In all its glory, my gallantry was manifested as a child, when adults for some reason left us and a friend alone to wait for the sanitary and instructed to give the sanitary a bottle of vodka.

The sanitary technician comes, and he is... a woman. Although we were children, we realized that this is how to give a lady a bottle of vodka is not a comilfo.

So we found my grandmother’s coat of snails for sewing, got the beautiful atlas tapes, tied the bottle with a luxurious band and handed it out with all the respect possible.

by Diana:

I share with a friend-cinologist considerations about the transfer of Nosomotts from cakes to dry food.
The girlfriend:
Yes it is useful. Only if they are going to eat this feed after natural beets with meat.
I am :
Hal, they are bulldogs. They even eat garlic, olives and candy fantasy. and :)

A friend works as a prosecutor, just a statement comes to him, a person writes "I was fined on the street twice in a year for being on the road without a flicker, how can it be? I’ve been in prison for three years.”

“Interstellar,” you remember we watched?

About the potatoes?

About the corn. The potato is a Martian.

My babulancy called me and said that Sashenka is coming to the city, he is going to act. She asked to pick up a man at the station and temporarily shelter him in the parent’s apartment. My job is just to bring it to the door, and there the grandmother will do it herself, so that I don’t get distracted. I have agreed. Why not help.



Now a little about Sasha.

In my distant and careless childhood, my parents often brought me to my grandmother for the summer. As a child I was sociable, but all the guys were five years older than me and did not have the desire to argue with the little things in my face. But I was lucky that year, because there was Sashenka. A brittle little girl, two years younger than me. Her parents moved to the village for some reason. That summer was the funniest for me, but it was the last summer I spent in the village. Then I went to the first class, and my grandmother was taken to the city, as her health deteriorated rapidly. The house sold.



And I come to the station, I go to the car, I think what a cute lady she grew up. I look at a girl with bright hair, and here I cry out:



and Ol!



But it was not a woman’s voice, and the Nifiga was not a woman’s voice. To meet me from the car goes a healthy light-haired child under 190 centimeters in height.



Long time not seen!

Please forgive me? ... →

I am Sasha.



In general, I have no idea why as a child I was sure that I was communicating with a five-year-old short hairy girl named Sashenka. And why this "girl" even played with me several times in dolls. But now Sashenka came to enter the heat power plant.



I thought that only happens in the cinema.

Is Zhang a Communist? Just a rent that lives on interest from “Capital.”

My boss in the 1970s graduated from MGIMO, now he is an ambassador. He studied Arabic, wrote a diploma on Yemen and was planned to be sent on a business trip to that country. But something there didn’t work out and it was distributed to Sudan. Well, Sudan is Sudan, giving up the first trip is generally not accepted. After the distribution, an old experienced diplomat approached him, knocked on his shoulder and said:
You don’t even know how lucky you are.
What is luck?
No matter where you are sent, it will still be better than Sudan.

Hello, do you understand mathematics?
Only after sex.

The Hustle:

Have you seen many smokers who, after smoking a cigarette, lose their minds, start to flatter and behave inappropriately? Do not compare smoking with alcohol and drugs. I also know how to shout, but in the dispute to such a questionable argument I do not resort.

In my opinion, there is absolutely no adequacy in smoking tobacco in the entrance, people at the public transport stop, visitors to cafes and restaurants, forced to pass through the entrance through your smell of tobacco and then with disgust feel that this smell has filled their hair and clothes, to assure that nothing like this, nothing smells and no one is bothered when people tell you about the opposite. Your nose may not smell.

here here :

I smoked for eight years, a year as I quit, so there is something to compare with. I can say one thing - in order for your clothes to flush, you need to spend a couple of hours in a closed room with smoke. When it was possible to smoke in cockroaches, it was very relevant. And the fact that you have to wash your clothes after a little smoke hit you out on the street is, sorry, a shit.

It was enough for me to go through the smoking company at the entrance, so that my long hair became tobacco, and my acquaintances asked, “Do you smoke?”

Do you know who is missing? Weapons with their pair is 95% less harmful than smoke, and smells pleasant" and those who will respond to them "weapons - pydors". Looking forward to your exit!

Viper for two years. The feeling that I do not smoke: well there is the color of the face, cough, smell... But I smoke either at home or in the car. Until no one complained. Smokers are angry too. When I smoked, I did not notice it. I also tried not to disturb anyone.

The Batman Apollo

It is better to run drunk on a horse.
How to fuck the sheep, fuck the sheep.

seems to be true. But there is some disadvantage.
The first strofe is a cliché depicting the lively and beautiful life of the Jigita.
It seems dull and glossy-liveless, because it is not revived by the exact detail that would allow the reader to experience this adventure together with the storyteller. But in the second strange there is such a detail - it feels the presence of a concrete practical experience, about which a smart person should be silent.

On a conceptual level, we are not facing a pearl of life’s wisdom, but the author’s lamentation that he lives incorrectly. Someone else’s heart would probably have touched this option:

It is better to be drunk than to fuck a sheep.
As far as he is concerned, jumping on a horse.

This is at least the philosophy of the fat penguin hiding among the rocks with Tommy Murakami.
And in the original considered above, there is nothing but false beauty - and the finding of its own fall.

Question: How do non-smokers deal with cars? Who goes to church? There smokers smoke, and what about the law "on smoking in public places";The smell of smoke impedes?Do you do humiliation in cities with a million inhabitants where there is a whole smog?? to

Do you know what your position sounds like in other words? "There are so many different shit around that if I do a little bit, it will not get worse"

here here :

The trouble of Moscow is that it is surrounded by Russia on all sides.

I don't understand something, someone was frozen out there a few days ago, or were the kids getting to the golden bayans of the internet?

Hostess, people just don’t know how to get along with each other in principle. It does not matter if you are a smoker or not.

My friend is a biologist and a very intelligent person. Because of all kinds of animals and specific substances that he regularly collects in the woods, his house has broken out with cockroaches. So, recently I heard in his performance very original phrases:

"In my mouth the church"
"I controlled your number" ("I prepared your mandibula")
"Your feet in the shoe area"
"Hitinous prostitute" (relates to pregnant females)
"Who are you lining on"
"Splitters" (relates to the accumulation of small cockroaches)

The Forest - Fish
Watermerks are silent... but the whirlwind, as it turns out, is not like a carpenter at all! And when at night a whisper broke out in the sorting, and by searching for a sound in the semi-darkness, a feeding cockroach was found (well, it looks like in the darkness from an unsuccessful perspective, a creature like that) - here all the yellowish stories about the Chernobyl monsters flew before their eyes...