Unusual storage cameras appeared in one of China’s shopping centers. Visitors can hand over their own husbands who do not want to go shopping with them. The Man's Storage Camera is a glass cabin with a chair and a computer, where the games of the 1990s were stored. Now the break from shopping for men is free, but soon the visitors will have to pay for a storage camera.

by Dou:
Sometimes, at the very beginning of his career, I was looking for a job and at the final interview with Americans heard the question - how would you describe the database of humanities. A simple question, I thought I would now break out a sheet of paper with a sign and all that.
In the end, it was like a “paper sheet” – piece of paper or sheet of paper. And in the end I said piece of sheet that with my accent and in the context of what was happening meant something different.

Youτρ andο
I am not ρabωy, dοgοnaeτandπeπeρedcτaaviτeel κlacca gοπniκ:
– Do you hear, τs, cygaρeτs and e?
Iοll give you τabacκy.
– Α hο τy c ρyoκzaκοm, cπορτcmen hοl?
Chyvaκ явнο ποdbyhanny. Thus, it is not possible for us to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able. Ποτοm οn issued fρazy, κοοορaia me προcτοybila. Ρjy dο tych πο:
- Τs th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th th Ηy hο τy cebe bοροdy οτρacτil, κaκbaba?

from ZH:
The Cinderella went to the ball. And exactly at midnight her dress turned into rotting clothes, the carriage into pumpkin, the horses into mice, and so on.
All this would have no importance if at midnight she was already without a dress.

It’s a pity when you first shyly kiss her in the cheek, hoping that your feelings are mutual, and this heartless creature is trying to spit out the clutches and disconnect from the battery.

Dostoevsky in the person of Paskolnikov showed, κaκ previously received from usκloan ορorganizations.

Someone is going to the passageway, because the working day is over. She approaches the cabin, where the evil aunt stands and so mysteriously in her ear says:
- Tatiana Ivanovna, I need someone to take out tomorrow... So that there are no problems, what will be more suitable for you – chocolate or a box of candy?
To what this aunt and her speech responds, blotting her eyes:
Maybe a box of candy.
The man went out and went home to himself. The next day, a man rushing to the cabin after the end of the working day sees the smiling aunt he had agreed with yesterday. The closer he approached the cabin, the more and more the smile of his aunt became (larger, wider). And suddenly a wicked whisper comes out of the mouth of this aunt:
And put your hands behind your head in the pool!
The guard came and let the man feel. Shakes, touches, almost split and realize that the man has nothing. And then the man approaches this aunt and gently says to her:
Tatiana Ivanovna, you are a fool. I took it all yesterday...

The law is the same for everyone, but the articles are different.

Incredible greed

Recently I read the book of Artem Tarasov, the first Soviet millionaire, which is so called - "Millionaire". There, including about the fun life in the nineties - rackets, robberies, murders, and more. I remembered such an episode: Once the Tarasov bandits "presented" the following claim: say, then and then you were going to be silenced, but the killer confused, and put a completely alien person in your place. How are you going to compensate him for that?
The case was fun, and I began to recall examples of similar unusual greed from my own life. Nothing similar has been found in scale, but still...
Case one: at the beginning of the two thousand I met a girl. We lived in an apartment brought to me by my recently deceased grandmother. Suddenly, the girl decided to leave me. It happens, but much more funny is that she immediately asked me to release the apartment - say, found a guy, and would like to live with him. “You live with your parents, okay?” He added, smiling innocently. I refused restrainedly. But that is not all. The scenes of separation and so on. The incident took place in a small store next to the recently built "Victory Park" station. We stood in a line at the box office, and while we were talking, the girl took out a $50 mobile payment card from the window (remember those?), and all also innocently smiling, I put it on the conveyor tape to my purchases... I decided, to see that once it didn't ride with the apartment, then at least on the map will see - with a bad sheep, say, even a wool clock. Naturally, here I got out of myself, said a lot of silly words, and in general, terribly satisfied with myself.
The second incident happened ten years ago. Imagine I’m sitting in front of the TV, watching The Clone Attack, and suddenly there’s a terrible thunder, and in the middle of my carpet there’s a huge hill. I almost decided it was an element of some augmented reality, and now Obi Van Kenobi will jump out of the screen. But everything turned out to be more prosaic - the neighbor from below was doing repairs and, hanging something like a hanging ceiling, overhearded with the roof. Not thinking for a long time, I ran to the kitchen, and knocked the rod back. There was a terrible noise from the bottom, and within a minute the door was called. The angry neighbor with the red rod had long spoken about the fact that I had damaged his ceiling, and so on. For some reason, my unwillingness to have a strange stitch in the middle of the floor seemed to him a strange flair, like the aristocratic caprices of the French nobility, and I almost had to use force. The enmity between us lasted for three years, before he moved.
The third case was somewhere three years ago. Once I had a radiator, and I found an office where it could be replaced. The work was silly, but the guys for some reason struggled for a week. Particularly strange seemed the fact that I was insistently required to scan the passport - to say, it must be attached to the contract. Satisfied with the address. I didn't even report the real place of residence, named some first left-handed address - Lenin's street (there is in every city), the house is like that. I sleep at night and suddenly a bell rings out. At the other end of the wire, they ask me with an evil voice: Where are you now?
At home, I answered.
Where at home? You are not home. Are you parking in the yard?
Well yes.
What do you hang on my ears? I do not see you.
Why, what do you need? I am intrigued.
Instead of answering, he threw the phone. For a long time this conversation remained a mystery for me, until somewhere in a year I went to rent a car on a trade-in. I took the second keys, I sat in the room while the dealer checked the car. And suddenly the manager approaches me: - Did you not lose the key from the car?
No, I am answering. What is it?
- Yes, you know, you have the left key in the EBU in place of the second main key.
I began to ask - yes, it turns out, hijackers often do, and often this procedure is carried out in car services. Here and uncovered the mystery of that call - the hijacker, to see, was looking for my car in the yard, and it was not, here and he decided to ask me, where I am missing.

Dostoevsky in the person of Raskolnikov showed what was done before with micro-loan organizations.

Russian scientists have come to a very disappointing conclusion.

According to large-scale studies, in the near future, humanity will begin to suffer from diseases that will not be treated with antibiotics and other medicines.

Scientists suggest that for this reason, life expectancy will be reduced from 85 to 20 years.

The retirement age will remain 60 and 65.

In Peter on Thursday evening someone shot under the windows of the AK-630.

AK-630 is a 30-mm six-stick automatic ship artillery unit.
"A from our window the water is visible"))

You recently had a birthday. How did you tell me what I gave?
At work, they were allowed to leave an hour earlier, and at home, the eldest washed the floor, the younger washed the dishes, and the wife, the hostess, promised to cut over a month of lightning in jeans, which broke up a year ago.

Where have you been all night?
Mom, I am a prostitute!
So pump on the phone and call me and tell me I smell good.

Afanasyev: The metal fork on the anti-flag coating is prohibited.

Angry_man: Forbidden only for the first time until the cage is new. In other words, we live in a free country. I want to eat a whiplash.

I was on a taxi yesterday.
Summer is like a woman.
I: Why is this?
T: Dick dynamites all the time: then busy with something...
I: That cyclone has...

XX: When I cross the lightforest, I will mentally compete with other passers who will advance to the opposite side.
Will you win?
XX: Always
XX: but today saw a second similar dude
XXX: You would see his face when we race across the road!

People with high intelligence are atheists only in youth, and with age, when wisdom is imposed on intelligence.
YYY: Psychiatrists call it differently: old age marasma.

DR.C: Explain why all these ratings of the richest officials are made on the basis of their own declarations? After all, the declaration indicates only what it is not at all possible to hide / rewrite to the wife or husband. So it turns out that it is just the ratings of the most lazy fools who were unable or did not want to normally spit off the spit bubble.

I read this whole story about friends and other frics and it really becomes scary that people with such an idea of life walk next to me.
I'm glad I haven't met such people yet.