I have a friend. He was married three times and all these times divorced because of the betrayal of his wife. I sit in the kitchen with him and drink beer. And then he says, “I’ll know when they’re cheating!” How is? - I, when I go on a business trip, unnoticed my toilet, and when I come immediately you can see that there was a man in the house, under the chair on the toilet drops of urine! And the wives immediately stumbled and put it all out to him.

300 km from our city there is a village, in the village lives a witch-grandmother, who is rumored to "coding" from bad habits, they say that even someone helped. A few years ago, the company of my friends decided to quit smoking, they went to this grandmother, with them for the company went my acquaintance, craving smoker, to quit smoking she did not intend, went for the company and for the company also "coded", wanted to check if it would work on her "witchcraft". After that, she began to get sick from cigarettes and even cracked, so it lasted two weeks, but she gathered all her will in her fist smoked, fighting sickness and disgust, in order not to give up in any case.

I drove from Petrozavodsk to Petrozavodsk a month ago, night, rain. Somewhere in the area of Lonets on the side is a car, and the driver is actively mastering with his hand. I drive 200 meters further, and still think I need to stop, suddenly trouble in a person.

I give it back, lock the door and drop the glass. A man approaches and with some unclear accent says:

“Good evening, I have finished gasoline.



Well, I think, another Roma divorce, now will offer a gold ring of bronze or chain in exchange for a couple of liters of gasoline and a couple of thousands of rubles. I say:

Do not get out of my car.



And then in the mirror I notice that four people come out of his car and everyone approaches me and greet me with a Caucasian accent. To say that in the middle of the forest, at night, I became somehow uncomfortable surrounded by 5 southerners, too soft. One of them says:

- Take one of us to the gas station, here the navigator shows, there is a 10 km gas station.



I answered:

How will he get back to the car at night?



And I think - ah, now he will sit down, then knock on his head, and they will later come to share the prey.

Let's, I say, on the rope, if I am clinging to the rope, and I don't get out of the car myself. In the hope that they don’t have it.



The rope was found. We picked up, we went. I throw them, and I think, can I knock stronger and drop?

Not an option - on the rear glass of my car advertisement, and in the advertisement the wife's phone - will then call and threaten.



In general, I went further, turned in the direction of Lonets on the old narrow road in the middle of the forest, then went on the road along the river and the villages. I look in the mirror - behind our driveway in the distance appeared a car, and for some reason my "trailer" began to actively brake, the car overcame us, and it became easier for me to drag them again, then the headlights appeared again from the back, and the situation with the braking of the rear car repeated.



Anyone who has been to villages and villages knows that there are either no lights at all, or one at the club. So, when the second car also overcame us, the trailer began to flash my light and brake.

I get up, drop the glass, comes a completely frightened and pale driver, asks:

Dear man, where are we going? The navigator stopped showing.



I show him my navigator - refuelling here, 4 kilometers left.

We went, got to the gas station, and here they jump out of the car, and joyfully jumping like children on the break start to thank me and sweep money in my hands!

I say:

I will not take! Not accepted on the road!



in response:

- Show respect, please take the gasoline, God has sent you to us!



They said goodbye, I went and thought – who was worse – them or me?

What time do we live in that we are so afraid of each other?

The story of a three-year-old boy who bitten a poisonous snake.
That's why you can't leave the children without supervision, took a snake bitten, and if he bites someone else?

The complex of inferiority is when you send a person an electronic version of the document, in the body of the letter you ask if you need another paper version, and having received the answer "no, better send an electronic", you start to think not about the fact that the person just stumbled and did not notice the attachment, but about why your electronic version is not sufficiently electronic.

Sarah Connor was on Saturday.
Played in Preference.
The torch breaks wherever you go.
Motorcycle clothes

Here you are surprised by the popularity of house-2, and this is essentially a local ideal society: vacant beautiful bodies, people are engaged only in sex, food, entertainment and no work and responsibility. Fig Lee, the animal way of life is attractive.

Why is chemistry in foods cheap and chemistry in pharmacies is expensive?

Stories about companions on the roads. I drove from Petrozavodsk to Petrozavodsk a month ago, night, rain. Somewhere in the area of Lonets on the side is a car, and the driver is actively mastering with his hand. I drive 200 meters further, and I still think I need to stop suddenly trouble a person. I give it back, lock the door and drop the glass. The man approaches and with some unclear accent says: “Young man, good night, I have finished gasoline. Well, I think another Roma divorce will now offer a gold ring or chain in exchange for a couple of liters of gasoline and a couple of thousands of rubles. I tell you not to get out of my car. And then in the mirror I notice that four people come out of his car and everyone approaches me and greet me with a Caucasian accent. To say that in the middle of the forest, at night, I became somehow uncomfortable surrounded by 5 southerns, too soft. One of them says: "Take one of us to the gas station, then the navigator shows there is a 10km gas station. How will he get back to the car at night? And I think—aga, now he will sit down, then he will knock on his head, and they will later come to share the prey... Let me say on the rope, if I eat—close to the car, and I don’t get out of the car. In the hope that they don’t have it. The rope was found. We picked up, we went. I throw them, and I think I can knock stronger and drop them? Not an option-on the rear-glass of my car advertising, but in the advertising phone of my wife-will then call and threaten..In general, I go further, turned to the side of Lonets on the old narrow road in the middle of the forest, then drove out on the road along the river and villages. I look in the mirror - behind our backpack in the distance appeared a car, and for some reason my "trailer" began to actively brake, the car overtook us and it became easier for me to drag them again, then the headlights appeared again from behind, and the situation with the braking of the rear car repeated... Who has been in villages and villages knows that there are no lights at all or one at the club. So, when the second car also overcame us, the trailer began to flash my light and brake. I get up, I drop the glass, the completely frightened and pale driver approaches and asks, “Dear man, where are we going? The navigator stopped showing. I show him my navigator-tanker here, 4 kilometers left. We went, got to the gas station, and here they jump out of the car, and joyfully jumping like children on the break start to thank me and squeeze money in my hands! I say, I will not take! Not accepted on the road! Respect, please take the gasoline, God has sent you to us. I said goodbye, I went and thought, who was worse than them or me? What time do we live in that we are so afraid of each other?

Today, a Russian who goes to a store without his package can safely be attributed to the middle class.

<Smile_toys> this is the lunch day?
<Sleeping_toys> 12?
<Sleeping_toys> or 13?
<PDX> 13 is a fucking midday.

Long time not filled:
" with accuracy, and vice versa."

The KKK:
One of my friends in student years gave up regularly and very strongly. His younger sister-excellent comes from school all in tears — she got 4 for the dictatorship — wrote: "In the woods they were crucified under the sounds of the guitar."

It was somewhere in the beginning of the mid-1990s.

I lived with my grandmother and I was 5-6 years old.

The TV was supposed to show Terminator (1st part), but it was shown quite late, at 10 - 11 p.m.

I sat a long time waiting for the movie, periodically tapping. But then the grandmother went into the room and said that the radio was transmitted that the actor was sick and the movie will not be and I went to bed sad.

I did not reveal the deceit soon.

An article about a Thai porn actress who prayed to the Buddha and bound up when he brought her a wealthy seventy-year-old husband.

The commentary:
I mean, 90% of the women of oligarchs started.
Did the Buddha pray?

We talk with a friend (in school - twin) about assessments. In school he was a good man.

She: Well, if we accidentally cross with you, then it would be better for our children to be binoculars, because you do not evaporate, and you live normally. Otherwise you only think about studying, you suffer in vain.
I: I liked the word "accidental"

With Avis - "Pants with shorts". Thylilithyrandia, bl... t

Speaking of Potatoes:

pfff, yeah, in the army I used a regular peanut knife not a ton of potatoes.
Q: Do you believe it, right?? to
I am happy to believe
Zero is not alone.

I have a sixth size! Can you tell me where to buy a puzzle?

<(((VETER> Children ask the question where I have not been

<Tradasten> (((VETER: Judging by a bunch of mistakes - in school.