During college, I ate 15 extra pounds. After graduation, she took herself into her hands, adjusted her diet, played sports and safely dropped those extra kilograms.

It is logical that girls who have weight problems periodically ask how I got it.

Well, on another such question, I am familiar with the principles of nutrition, about training. And the further I tell, the more she blames. Then he says, "that is, you want to say that you will have to give up sweet and flour and play sports?" I say, “Well, how would it be...” To which I am answered, "Well, before such a hernia I could have thought, I thought you would tell me something normal! “” He turns and leaves offended.

Then a common acquaintance she complained that I did not want to share a secret and rub her about the wild ZHZ. I don’t even know what she wanted to hear from me.

I just like to post on the internet quotes of famous people. Not real, of course. Real quotes are not necessary if you have good enough imagination". The Lion King.

χχ: Χ already, than κ journalists, I refer only to collectors.
үγ: Better daughter a journalist than son of a collectorρ...

Comments from JAP:
and OMG! In the 21st century, people are advised to put candles in the church.
I agree! Wild of something. You have to put the likes and honestly believe that it helps somebody!!! to

The post about how a mother took her son for a drug addict, seeing a syringe from a thermopasta. From the comments:
XXX: Close up with your thermopast.
Yyy: And then they cool the fuck.

I remember in some advertisement filmed, well this, the hero of the old militants, well he was still in the Unstoppable filmed.
They were all there 😉

As a child, in the pioneer camp, when they went to work, they shouted the phrase: "Away from the road our deer!" And only in the thirteenth day before me it came to me that it was: "Away from the road our lazy!"))

<brainpecker> I love broken phones. If you tell one person that you have a headache, he will tell another person that you are depressed, he will tell you that you have apathy, and the third person will tell you that you are a telepath, and so in the end it turns out that you are a scammer, a thief and a pedophile.

Can Milonov be sued for the fact that Kich and Rangers did not have the promised gay devastation and this negatively affected the psyche of disappointed adult lady slashers?

In the RPC considered hidjabs in schools a violation of the secular nature of education

You know, and they’re right this time.
It is indeed a violation when some schoolchildren demonstratively wear religious attributes in front of others: hidjabs, crosses, circumcision...

So, people, we end here arranging a controversy on the topic of Peter’s misfortune. Let us express our condolences to the victims and their relatives. Believers please pray.
Tragedy is not a cause for controversy.

"I just like to have sex. Not really, of course. There is no need for real sex if you have good enough imagination. Picabus in response to S. King.

XHH: We came with a small (2 g) from a walk, we change the pants. And something in the middle of the process she sits naked on a carpet with toys.
We changed clothes, went to dinner, then played, read books... in an hour and a half we went to the bathroom to wash.
Oh, and here she stands naked on her four, and half of her mattress is stuck between her pancakes! She spent an hour and a half there, Karl!
xxx: as our dad said, "this story we will tell her bridegroom"

I went to work early with a colleague. The dawn is just beginning on the street. The building is empty: we, and the guards at the entrance. They went into the office, dropped their bags, decided to go out, smoke.
We called the elevator, we went... Here it stopped sharply, the light went out. We stand. The door slowly opens and we get out. The door is immediately turned back.
But the funniest thing is the lifts disconnected (all!), a flashing lamp of corridor lighting (a couple still burn more statically, the rest off) and open (some semi-open) doors of empty cabinets... At such moments you obviously do not want to see the emblem of Ambrella somewhere on the wall next to...

WOW: Oh, you’re not a kind of nonsense, Mila Jovovich...

Give me a portal gun, I want to go into the universe where Tsui is alive and Kirkorov is dead.

I read a beautiful thing today:
With a rose in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other, he pushed the conductor's walk toward it.

I stand with my daughter in a line at the clinic. Next to her mother, a boy of five years. The boy is bored, he begins to bite my girlfriend side by side. His mother guiltyly says to me, “He just wants to play...” I say to his daughter, “Daughter, play with the boy, knock him in the stomach.” The mother immediately takes her son’s hand and takes him away. The game started so well...

It has been noted that the less a person knows, the more willing they are to share knowledge.

Dead case

“Don’t put a mouse if you are good at the role of a trick.”
V. Brudzinsky

Jora - the owner of a successful law firm, persistently seeks to understand, not lazy, competent and initiative employees, but such are found once every five years, so his selective and cohesive team - the main wealth of the firm, Jora cheers, cheers and throws him all sorts of bonuses.
But the lie of Jora does not tolerate, even in small things. Late to work - so and say - slept, the boss cheats, threatens with a finger and forgives for honesty. But don’t let God “mock” you about stuck elevators, sick aunts and fires in the neighboring entrance. Jora will sympathize, but then will not regret neither time nor money, learns about the elevator, fire and the diagnosis of the aunt, then do not wait for pity: "Go to the box office and get the calculation!"
The interview with the applicants Jora conducts only himself:

Well, the resume above all praise, work experience, for your age, too, very much. Listen, I’ve got an idea – so that we don’t just shake the air with you, I’ll give you a small trial deadly case. In short, today I dug into my old wallet and found this.

Jora stretches out a small piece of paper with the number “57” written by hand.

"I didn't even immediately remember what it was, and this is a room from the storage room of the nightclub "Ultraviolet" on Taganka. Do you know such?
I don’t go to clubs at all.
and praise. Do you know? Well, it doesn't matter, so - two years ago, maybe two and a half, but not more than three and the time limit has not yet passed. I went to that club, and I had a bottle of Armenian cognac, ten years, five stars, a half-litre bottle, I remember well. At the entrance, the guard took my bottle for storage and handed out the number, all honor to honor. But in the morning, leaving the club, I naturally forgot everything, so I went home without anything. Here, take it, go there and try to release my bottle on this paper. I, of course, understand - so much time has passed and I do not especially hope for success, but here the main thing - how you will manifest yourself, applying all your life experience, legal knowledge and the ability to find a common language with people. It will work out – great, no – not deadly either. In short, I wish you success, and according to the results of this case, I will make a decision about your employment.

Two days later, a proud seeker entered Jorin's office and put a bottle on the table with a loud knock:

- Here, Georgy Ivanovich, your cognac, but it wasn't very easy, I had to squeeze them a little.

Jora joyfully embraced the winner, summoned to his office all the employees who were in the office, and under the enthusiastic replicas of the gathered, the bottle brought was immediately drunk.

At the farewell of Jora, he strongly lamented the hero's hand and, smiling, said:

In fact, the owner of that club is my good acquaintance, I will negotiate with him today and if everything was as you told, then consider that you have already been accepted. All the good.

And so it happens, approximately once every two weeks, another “genius,” thinking that he is the smartest, comes up with a “picked” cognac and a bunch of details about his heroic struggle.
And for employees - it's like a fun bodybuilding minute, plus a drink of "Armenian" for the mood.
Only one day, a potential employee, having received the task, returned with empty hands. He entered the office, fixed his glasses, pulled the envelope out of his pocket and, slightly crying out of excitement, said:

- I visited this club and here is what I managed to find out - before you two photos, one I made myself, the other asked and copied. My photo clearly shows all the cells of the storage camera, from the first to the forty. On the second photo - the same cells, but here, as you can see, there are two security personnel - Garypov and Skvortsov, so here - this same Skvortsov resigned from the club five years ago, so the date printed on the photo can also be considered quite reliable. This suggests that five years ago and yesterday, there were exactly forty cells in the storage chamber of this club, and you gave me a receipt with the non-existent number "57". George Ivanovich, I'm sorry, but I come to the conclusion that you don't say something to me, or you hide something. I don’t understand how I can work for you when you don’t trust me entirely.

Jora turned red and said:

and wow! Fuck take me! You are accepted, young man, allow to press your hand, and welcome to our friendly collective.

She said she bought this underwear specifically for me, and then got upset when I put it on.