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 "

I went to the cafe and ordered. I ordered a basket of bread.
At the end of the day, they never brought bread. I asked for an account.
I think: there will be no bread - well, there will be - I will ask to bring or cut off.
In the end, the bread in the check was, even with butter, but it cost 0 rubles.

What fantasies and dreams did you have as a child?
WOW: I imagined how a math teacher for the next “double” right at the whole class throws me over the knee and slaps me for a long time with such a long wooden line. Even specifically sometimes tried to blame himself, and when the father was raising, he represented Lydia Evgenievna in his place.
Zzz: And I dreamed that Tanka from the neighboring apartment would go out to the balcony to hang her underwear (of course, naked) and accidentally block the door behind her, and I would save her for a small reward of nature.
aaa: I had an imaginary girlfriend who always painted me out loud how people around me look under clothes. She was speaking, and I was presenting.
xxx: Oh you... I was dreaming of getting a notification in our mailbox about sending a message on my name. I’ll run to the post office and I’ll be handed a huge box with the designer.

old_nick: Olesya I liked fucking, because I was fucking like Kipelova, and I then went crazy away from "Aria"

#Handsets

We in the laboratory are accepted as follows: the expenditure is purchased with some reserve for personal needs, which is allowed to disperse around the houses. Well, that is, like - scatter at least everything, only then there will be nothing to work and you will have to pull back from home.
Although we generally have a very blurred boundary between home and work: often a hobby is dragged to work, and work is taken home. I solder and set up all kinds of electronics at home, because the solder station at home is better, and the devices are all necessary at hand. But I do pay for work, and personal - at work, so that chemicals are not bothered at home.

And suddenly they have business. The demon invades, the exorcist expels his type. Then half the money.
yyy: Fuck, this is the idea for a third-party series like this.
Yyy: In short, I came up with everything, it remains to find a sponsor and a show ranger. It will be the perfect hybrid of all known series.
The Catholic priest and the demon live and work together (although not, let there be a demoness, for the joy of the shippers), making a living allegedly by exorcism, but at the same time they cannot tolerate each other.
Demonessa is actually the soul of the company, she loves to have fun, bump and spend her earnings on shopping, as well as regularly get stuck in blurred stories, hanging on the neck of the first encounter.
The priest is a harsh, unpopular man with a military past and a tough PTSD, walks with a rod and guests eat anesthetic. Under the rise is always a berta-92 with silver bullets. He also finds a compassionate companion once a season so that at the end of this season she dies the most idiotic and heroic death.
Together, they travel through the cozy areas of the United States in a "Flittwood" truck to extract money or investigate all kinds of ritual murders. Meanwhile, the priest is already held on the hook by the secret services of the Vatican, suspecting connections with impurity... So the whole season. And then hatred grows into love, bla bla.

OAK E1 Game of Thrones:
The Cegorah:
There’s only one lady in this series.
The westeros rule the grandmother, the westeros the grandmother, also Deaneris and this grandmother of the Tyrell,
The navy holds the same grandmother, probably the main white walk so grandmother
And against the Legion of Vagines only Snow and Little
Ewgeniy is:
A little bit against the legion of vaginals not found :lol:
John Snow knows nothing.

British interior minister says real people don’t need encryption
xxx: stop, I mean, missed the beginning of the competition "Who will first perform 1984 in his country"?

Kola Jankov: Help, I found an old Prince of Persia: Two Thrones code. I have tried it on Steam and Uplay. Tell me where to activate it?

OverlorD: This is the key to installing the game itself on the PC.
It is not activated online.
If this is your old disk, you should have known it.
P.S. Here is a generation that is sure that all the keys lead to the steam.

xxx: It is because of the good knowledge of three foreign languages that I consume ten times more dumb memes every day than I could.

I am sitting now in the kitchen and I hear how someone started downloading the game through the magnetophone to the computer, I hear the download sound from the cassette directly, at first it was a little sharp, but then the head was twisted and the norm became. I sit, I think, who is such an old school in my neighbors then came up, who reanimated this electronics or zeth-spectrum, not otherwise a necromant of some sort appeared... I started running around the kitchen, listening, to one wall - not that, to the outlet - not that, on the floor - silence. I went to the plate - and this, fall, the tea is cooling!

In Dubai, a 79-storey skyscraper "Fake" burned

What an irony.)