My son went to his father for a week. Yesterday I offered him to build a house...He built it, and then planted it (yes, we have one, along with some Lego went), and then he sits and thinks loudly:
- And the doors are closed (he throws the door, puts cubes in its place)
- And the windows are thrown away (wipes the windows, also clothes the holes with cubes)
“Let her sit at home, stupid grandmother.

What to do with the ex? and()

Many people remember the quote about "Punto Zhescheruk".

I was amused by one employee here, I had never heard of it before. I immediately realized what he wanted, but...
"Can I still install a screenshot?"
Svinputch, ladies and gentlemen. by Svinputch.

I went to Logan with my husband. very good. My rating is 10 out of 10. I recommend my husband. My husband is cool.

It is necessary to make a film where the main character will be an Orthodox gay fighting against fascism. In order to see how Milonov and Medinsky will turn out of this situation.

Here, "Effective managers", learn from the RPC: Isaac Cathedral stood for itself in the 90s-2000s, no one needed it, and now, when they invested a lot of money, work in restoration - please, for a moment pressed off. It is business :-)

Kewlar, scientific achievements, developments... I’m going to use my snowboard glover gloves to hold the cat that’s registered to the groomer.
Tagged with: "Nothing to do"

In school, we had a case: a guy, a friend, went to the village to his grandfather with his grandmother, well, there they slaughtered a goat, he (the guy) brought the goat's eye home and brought it to school. On the shift, his friend to their classmate puts under his arms, and the boy covers his eyes with one hand, and with the other hand stretches his hand with a goat's eye and says, "Elena Ivanovna, look at something with my eye")))). In fainting, she did not fall, but whispered loudly, and these two monsters were barely expelled from school)))

Do you need a new employee like you?
YYY: What is it?
Xxx: with the ability to decipher from my language to the language of the progressors and back, smoking, five minutes of fucking and "oh-oh, wait, I'll now say some shit and everything will be okay"
Yyy: How much you appreciate me.

someonewtf: Sherlock has the boundaries of mind, and I have the boundaries of madness.

AAA: The best hairdresser who cut me had something on his head that I believed in the parable of a shoe-maker without boots.

BBB: It is right. If he is the best, whom will he trust to cut himself? Not everyone will agree)

CCC: Just people don’t have time. I understood them when I was six years old writing resumes in languages to clients from time to time. I needed my resume, and I don’t have it. I had to sit overnight to rewrite a CV 10 years ago.

I heard the song of Mongol Shudan:

Gondons sail by conveyor
I take any and measure.
If I find a hole
I take him out.

Since I work at OTC, I immediately came to the idea that this is a song about an OTC employee who accepts products by organoleptic control methods. I can say the hymn of OTC.

A disbeliever cannot be made a believer, even if he is provided with indisputable evidence of the existence of God, for then he will become KNOWING and not a believer.

Exhumation

“Hope lives even near the graves.”
I.V. Goethe

In the plane, when sleeping is already unable, and flying for a long time, there are always some slow-flowing disputes and not necessarily about the meaning of being.
That time my filming team remembered the best alcoholic drink I ever had to try.
Since I am not even a theorist on this issue, I only had to turn my head, listen and believe the word.
Producer Lena, a great authority in matters of beautiful life, said:

- I will not immediately call the mark and year, but I can say that it is, first of all: red wine and definitely dry, Burgundy or from Bordeaux, in the mood. Ultimately Italian. From Tuscany, for example. The price of a bottle should not be less than 1,000 euros. It is cheaper to try nothing.

The camera engineer Tolik objected:

Oh yeah, the acid. The coolest thing I drank was when we were shooting the horse factory of one oligarch, so he poured twenty grams of collector martel into the whole group. Seven cents per bottle, by the way. Yes, it was cognac so cognac, I still have the taste in my head.

Here, the plane crashed and the operator Vasya woke up, he "cut off" from the half-turn to the subject of the dispute, sweetly pulled and said:

Burgundy, Normandy, Champagne or Provence are all flies. In the taste qualities of buchla, the main thing is not the fortress and not the price, but the atmosphere. For me, the best drink I have drunk in my life is the Zhygulevsky Beer with precipitation.

Lena shrugged the sponges in a twisted smile, and Tolik said:

- Well, if you haven't tried anything sweeter than carrots, then yes, "Zhygulevskoye" is of course, but we are talking about itself.

Vasya, not too upset, continued:

Then imagine a picture – a warm, May evening, an army fleet. At the gate, on the shuffle, there is a clock, we are five and we are dressed in everything new, like movie stars: white shoes, jeans, shirts, T-shirts. We all have one lap and a hole we roam in turn. One is digging, and the others are lighting with lights. The Romantic. At first, everything went well, but an hour and a half later, when the pit had already gotten to the hole, I had to throw off the spade and carefully dig with a wooden plate and even with bare hands. That’s where we packed up like hell. But no one paid attention to it, we all grabbed and grabbed, moving deep into the earth. And here we finally stumbled. It was she. Carefully pulled out, washed under the column, sat on the edge of the pit, opened and started slowly, tasting the throat, passing the bottle around the circle. and Kaif.
We drank and remembered, like almost two years ago, we were the fifth, quite green salad, only had time to get off the train and change our military uniform. As they scratched the little things in their pockets, they fell down and wanted to finally say goodbye to civil life in a human way. The volunteer was thrown through a high grid, he was thrown into a barrel, the money was enough for one bottle of Zhygulevsky. But on the way out of the barrel, our rider, of course, stumbled on the commander of the company. Then there were gentle pedals from grandparents, then ten dresses out of line, and most importantly, on the same day, the whole company (plus the orchestra) pushed us into the fleet to solemnly dig up the grave and bury a bottle of beer at a depth of three meters.
At night, after the funeral, we, half-dead of fatigue, washed the boilers in the kitchen and swore to each other - nothing, these two years will pass, because the dembel is inevitable, someday we will come out of the gates of the part free people, dig our bottle and still drink it. They dreamed and did not believe themselves.
Well, and what do you think, can there be anything in the world more delicious than rugged Zhygulevsky beer?

Why did Afghanistan appeal to the leadership of the Russian Federation with a request to restore the economy and infrastructure facilities, and the citizens of Russia did not?
Russian citizens do not have an embassy in Russia.

Behind every great man is a woman, what terribly irritates him. You have no business? Have you come to stand? What do you need at all? It is worth it.

However, George noted that his appearance was an unimportant advertisement for the firm:

>>> It took 5 years for the word "split" to cease to be associated with the phone. And what would the word "loot" begin with...

And in order to learn to write the word "to" it will take another ten.

Slots are just slots. Alternatively, he is endowed with a pale young man who easily multiplies four-digit numbers in his mind, although he makes three grammar mistakes even in his surname. Or out of that autistic who draws divine paintings and writes music, but at the same time does not know how to communicate with people even at the level of ask the seller for a baton of bread. Or out of that manager with the language of Akihito Pomelo, who can sell snow to the Eskimo and rubber grandmother Shah with a hundred thousand harem, but even the addition of simple numbers in him each time leads to a new result. Your slough can be lubricated to them only if it presents a positive, actually, alternative. So far he is not politically correct.

The rigour of the new leadership was seen not only in the presence of cold weapons, but also in its decisions: each employee was obliged to come to work, work on it and go home.

I will never tell my elderly father that his awakening religiousness is probably associated with the fear of death. Because I love him. But I do not even know you. Should I take care of your fantasies about the principally unknown man in the cloud?

Oh, the miracle with 17 fantasy tomics a week was still going on.
But she didn’t think it was enough and now we have 400-600 words per minute (10 words per second, Karl!) This is not a technique of short reading, but an artistic reading for the soul. I can imagine how such a person reads, for example, Silmarillion or some really scientific phantastic, once the emphasis is on this genre.
Wonderful and miraculous.