“Daddy, if we kill all the bad people, will only the good ones remain?
There will be only murderers.

Last year I watched the series "The Servant's Tale" and I didn't think about how they were all so friendly in such a short time.

My thoughts now: Oh, this is how.

Allow in the Middle Ages divorces and witches on fires would not have to be burned.

Port and Port

In 1940, after the accession of Latvia to the USSR, Leonid Utysov came to Riga.
He came to a famous Jewish carpenter and asked to make a suit.
I’m only three days in Riga.
“You’ll get the costume tomorrow,” the prostitute replied completely indifferently.
How will you succeed? Leonid Osipovich was surprised.
- We have no planned farming yet, - explained the murderer.
I would like the new costume to look no worse than that.
And Utesov showed for his best costume, worn on the occasion of the "foreign" tour.
The port walked around the artist, examining every seam, every fold.
Who made it to you?
— Polyakov, — proudly called the artist of the famous Moscow closer.
“I’m not interested in the name,” he cut off, “I ask who he is by profession?”

To make an anecdote that surpasses the Russian reality is no longer possible. Konstantin Rakhine was fired from Konstantin Rakhine Theatre School.

The morning. When you wake up, your child stands at your bed and holds the breakfast he has prepared for you.

It breaks you down in the clutches at the same time from mindfulness and from thought:

What did he do that he had to think of it?

Yesterday I went for business in Shushara. I wait for a friend at the supermarket. Here to me, wandering, a man, characteristic of the outside, is heading. Apparently, either a bomb, or a very close to this social element. And, accordingly, the intentions with which he went were clear at first sight.

Can I turn to you? (He started out kindly)

I guess about money?

No is! Do not think! I have money!

Having said this phrase, he took out a bunch of coins from his pocket... Then he thought, and sadly continued:

I just need more...

I started dating a man who was divorced twice and was in active search. He had a tie of keys, as in the wardrobe, 20 pieces.

Then, in the process of communication, I learned that he divorced his first wife and married her cousin. In both marriages he has a daughter. He lives with everyone, he has the keys to all the apartments, he serves his wives with cars, he organizes repairs, he holds children, he treats everyone (he has a large clinic). No one in this polygon was messed up, everyone communicated peacefully, as far as I know.



The second wife greeted me and sent me a package of cosmetics and perfumes of luxury brands, she was the director of the coolest and only store in the city at the time (even Arbat prestige was not yet, not that Rive Gosch), and the first healed all my teeth (so far her seals have stood, for more than 20 years).



I don't know what they had, because we didn't get along with this guy (I, an idiot, fell in love with one of the Zalachaths, which exhausted all my nerves and I lost because of him such a good man), and we remained friends.

I know he was very sick then, he had a heart surgery, and the first one came out, and the business led him until he could. Such decent people.

On the way to the garden, a neighbor met his daughter. Sit down, he says, we are pleased. I go, I see, the baby does not take my eyes away from the girl, liked to see. I was four years old, and you?

and 5!

I can read and count!

I too.

And I’m... And I’m... That one will tell you, then another. The moon, says, is the satellite of the Earth and creates tides! A photon is a particle and a wave at the same time. There are several kilograms of microbes inside us. While he was driving to the garden, he told so many things that I had never heard from him - a wonder I give!

It is said that if a man’s task is to change the world, women are to inspire him to do so.

There is no better advertisement than cheap.

I sit and eat. A guy of 18 years old and a beautifully dressed woman clearly older than 30 are going to the table, both with pads. The exorcist flies up and says, “Dude shit, I’m in your mouth, in your nose, etc., I don’t like you – you’re changing me for an old lady, dude!” He turns the pillow in the woman’s hands and runs away.
I sit quietly, in 5 minutes they bring another bowl and quietly eat. And the phrase: “Mom, well, it’s probably the best compliment!“”

The wife of the head of the Russian Foreign Ministry has arranged a scandal after the CIA discovered five previously unknown daughters of Lavrov falling under sanctions.

An experienced psychotherapist tells the student how he managed to cure a person who was confident that he was an alarm: - Imagine if he wasn't opened in the evening, then at seven in the morning he started a real breakdown... - And how did you handle it? - Every evening I reduced the time of the factory. One day, I didn't get him at all and he completely healed.After a while, the student says:- You know, professor, and I managed to cure a man convinced that he was a clock shooter. At first, we infected him with a mania of greatness – convinced him that he was not a shooter, but an entire alarm clock. And how to treat alarms, we already know...

Schrödinger's cat: so it is, then it disappears along with the cocklets from the table.

The benchmark of the journalistic fiasco in the era of publicity was an article re-printed in all little-known publications, the essence of which is an adapted report on the self-made.
There it becomes known that the mining engineer, finds a selfie weighing three kilograms three hundred grams, well, in his absence, the spouse gives an interview with ambiguous answers, and the selfie is a newborn baby.
But there is another example from the same time, from a very youthful newspaper, which has not renounced its name now.
The editorial office received an anonymous signal that in a new building in a well-off family, the child walks around the neighbors in search of food. The correspondent comes at the specified address, only the grandmother at home, parents at work, the child at school. Indeed, the family lives in wealth, this can be seen immediately from the front door and from the environment in the apartment.
Behind a cup of tea, a journalist asks the grandmother suggestive questions, where they came from, how long ago, what are the rules of conduct in the family. The grandmother who has found grateful ears, tells everything in detail and in depth, the main question is not reached.
Here comes the grandson, returning from school and right from the threshold:
Grandma, where is my spoon? I eat lunch today at Ershov, I go to Demidov for half a day, and in the evening my birthday is at Ostrovsky.
The grandmother gets a box with a spoon, the grandson has time to change clothes.
Serena, can you try it at home?
No, my grandmother is waiting for me.
He runs away, and the grandmother explains:
- Even from the kindergarten, the reputation of a boy who eats very aptly has been established behind Sereshka. Whosoever of the little ones was near Sereshka, even the unwilling ones, as soon as he took a spoonful and began to eat, five minutes later joined him.
In the kindergarten he was grown up with babysitters, breakfast in the younger group, lunch in his own, and half a day in the older.
They moved here, and fame came after his first birthday to which he was invited by new friends. Now he is walking on schedule, himself is watching, and embarrassed to refuse. In the courtyard it is so called - "Sierra with a spoon"...

Ladies, if a gentleman wants you to bore, don’t try to get him into sex. It is irritating.

This is the composition of the upcoming New Year's "Blue Light" in Israel.

In fact, I’ve never gotten that fake stuff! No matter who she was, no one had a relationship! I had a friend - an unreally good person, but very modest, I constantly brought him with my friends. In short, now he’s my husband.))) I say, I’m a figured swah.

The ruble has no course, only a path.

A nephew, studying in the 11th grade, before the upcoming EGE is engaged in additional with rehearsers. It is worth it, although not very large, but the money that the mother has (and they live without the father) simply does not have. Three children. Alimentation is not paid. The house is rentable, although there is a new, large house, where the former husband lives singing. But not about that now.

So here. The girl arranged to wash the floor in one office in the evening. twice a week. Four thousand a month.

And she has love.

And under the fear of death, she forbade everyone even to mention in the presence of the "wife" that she is a cleaner.

Shame on her.

In fact, 7 months she was so encrypted.

And today I take her to the office of this (on the way was), and there this hero in love stands. With a cage.

Help has come.

It turned out that the younger sister passed all the appearances and passwords 😁

A man from a well-established family.