We had a cat and a small dog 17 years ago. They were violet on each other, they did not interact at all. Both animals are not noisy, the dog is silent, but hyperactive.

And then one day we began to notice how they were together (!) They sit on the floor next door and look at the same spot on an empty wall. They sit for a few minutes during the day and break up. This was especially unusual for the pessimist, who could not sit still for a minute. At such moments, I approached the wall, studied it for bushes/spades/powders/shadows/blinkings that could attract the attention of the animals, tried to move their attention to myself, shrugged my hands and covered the wall with myself – all at zero, they didn’t even blinking looking “through me.” (It happened in the apartment, the walls were concrete, there could not be mice.)

Soon the matter took a new turn: after a couple of usual silent minutes of contemplation of the wall, the dog suddenly began to make a very long, quiet, thin whisper, which became louder and louder, until it moved into a natural hellish whisper with a twist, and all this time the beasts continued to watch the wall, to the same point. I was so upset at that moment! She grabbed the animals into a bite and took them to another room, where they began to behave like nothing happened. In the evening, my mom came from work, and we, as before atheists, walked around the apartment with a candle and read some questionable prayer))) But, strangely enough, the animals stopped behaving strangely (or thought that it was time for the owners to get rid of it, and they stopped trolling us).

A similar incident occurred in isolation with the same cat and another dog 10 years later, but then they “watched” something from the entrance door to the distant room.

I wonder what they have seen so far. Per we also have some “Lohah Plyp”

Xxx: Generally speaking, if your life is dull and sad and you work in open offices, go for a "big dragon dildo buy" from a dozen colleagues on the compass.

Yyy: Ooooh thank you! Now I will know how to teach colleagues to block comps!!! to

Zxx: a more interesting version of "The male ass imitator price", "swing party for same-sex love", "how to join a united Russia"

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX We are all people!

Xxx: But did you know that if you want to fold all people into a large titanium cube and bury it in the ocean, then you will need a cube with a side of 1135m. Taking the dimensions of each of the 6.5 billion people 1.8x0,5x0.25m.

If you use the press, the side of the titanium cube can be reduced to 770m. Humanity is compact. There is enough space on the planet for everyone.

Yyy: Ocean level will rise - coastal life will drown

Xxx: A titanium cube with a side of 770 meters will repel 456 533 000 m³ of water. Yandex says the area of the world’s oceans is 361.3 million km. The water will rise by 0.0000000013 meters, or 1.26 nanometers. The size of the bacteria starts from 500 nanometers. So even the false legs of amebe will not wet.

I sit at the computer and work.

My daughter, 5 years old:

D: Paaap, can I watch the cartoon on the computer when you finish?

I: No, watch your eyes, you’ve already seen two cartoons today.

Q: Can I paint on the computer? (My daughter likes to paint in painting)

I: (I think, okay, let it still paint for 10 minutes): Yes, of course you can.

D: So it’s still a computer, which means the same thing for the eyes! So why can’t a cartoon and can’t paint?

I: I told you not to paint then either.

D: Well paaaap!! to

The xxx:

I will uncover the secret. There are such parents: Five got - and why did not teach? Why is it not cleaned in the room? Closed – why do you shut up? If you read the book, you should go for a walk. Walking, I’d better read the book. I walked, I read, I did all the lessons, I didn’t have anything to do in the room, I grew old and hanged up, I prepared clothes for tomorrow – I was in your years at three circles, and you were lazy. Seriously, the best way to kill a child’s motivation is to meet any of his achievements with criticism and blasphemy. Whatever you do, you are not good, you should have done three more. Believe me, I met you. Consequences are sad.



YYYY :

How many are you now, 12? I was 14 at your age!”

As a child, he lived in a village, his father worked as a car engineer, he went to work on foot, 20 minutes to go.



He went in on the way to work to the store, and I stood there, looking at the vitrine with cookies.

He comes and asks:

Hi, what are you doing here?

Nothing, I just look.

Maybe you want something?

- Cooked cakes, but they are expensive, at 22 cents

My father came to the box and bought me a pack of these cakes. I went out of the store and he said to me:



- Go home, son, and don't just go to the store, not the eyes. What you want, tell me. have agreed?



Okay daddy



I went home and my father went to work.



We just went to the store constantly disadvantaged kids ran, bought nothing, just watched who would eat anything, they were happy. My father came in, and I went in there.

I visited my father recently, and I remembered his case. He smiled and said:

- I bought you these cakes for 5 rubles, and I did not go to the dining week).

- Fuck, daddy... well, I would buy a couple, I would have enough, why so much?

- No, son, you looked at the window so carefully, my heart was stuck. You never asked for anything, there was a little money in the family, my mom after surgery at home for almost a year, lived on my salary, you four. Meat, potatoes, milk, everything was, but I did not pay attention to sweets, sausage is enough. Since then, I have always bought these cakes for your salary. Do you remember?

I remember Dad, thank you.

A colleague tells her that her daughter started playing in the Sims. The father saw it and suddenly even became interested in himself. Now they’re sitting on a pair clinging to this toy. One behind the comp, the other behind the note. They go there to each other for guests, houses are built and rebuilt, whole families have built there... In general, they have disappeared with their heads. And the colleague laughs, “No, you’re pretending! They were there, so they created families for themselves, and I was left alone without a family at all!"

I rented two neighboring premises, two years ago I had to give up one due to a decrease in revenue and income. In the past year, I had decided to reduce the rent. The landlord did not agree. Two years the room is free.

Yesterday, when I gave the money, the landlord knocked his eyes and stated why I should not take the room back again.

I am 3000 rubles.

A - 6000 (was 7000)

I – 3000

But it is not profitable to us!

I am me too.

You are an entrepreneur, think of it.

have not agreed.

By the way, all the other rooms in this building were rented by a grocery store. He also asked for a reduction in rent. not reduced. The products were transported to the neighboring building. Since 15 years in the part that took food, half of the rooms are empty.

Interestingly, those who call Yeltsin an alkash and those who cannot forgive Gorbachev’s struggle with alcoholism are the same people.

It happened that from this new year in Moscow came out a ban on parking of commercial transport in the courtyards, but the explanations on how to distinguish commercial transport from personal to give forgotten. Historically living in a multi-storey, on the first floor of which there is a furniture store, it is almost accustomed to the fact that trucks in the morning come in their passenger cars, park them in the courtyard and transferred to the killed gazelle to transport the furniture. Gazelleks, of course, spend the night in the courtyard and occupy places for the morning parking of trucks. The courtyard has a rather complicated configuration and the gazelles placed at night do not always allow the first time to maneuver even the little ones. If something larger falls into the courtyard by ignorance, then the pip-pib of the rear course delights the population of the house with its fun dressing. Those who know - try not to sneak in the yard, but mostly it is tractor-snow-washers. On the possibility of parking private transport for the residents of the house modestly silence. Until recently, there was the impression that everyone was satisfied and it will continue to be so, but when I went to work, I found loadspeople carefully studying the advertisement sticky directly on the gazelle. In the text of the announcement: “Game! For the furniture shop! The best traditions of Russian lotteries! The magic of teleportation. Leave the gazelle at home for the night and find it in the morning at the penalty parking lot! Be convincing! Prove that you are not silent and tell at the parking lot that the gazelle is not used for commercial transportation! Go to court and prove your right. This action is not one-off! With respect, evacuation matters master. I explained as I could not the text but the meaning of the announcement. Returning from work closer to the night, he found a courtyard free of gazelle. The trucks of the truckers stood in their regular daily seats. I wonder who has seen so much furniture at night?
PS: The start is right. Could they be guarding the courtyard? Respect for the evacuator.

It is said that now young actresses sleep with Fedor Bondarchuk only in order not to take part in his films.

Surprised to look at the piece of an athletic ring that my three-year-old son brought me from the home gym, I remembered the story that happened when he was a couple of years older than his age.

While digging into my father’s toolbox, I discovered a fun brilliant thing, namely a triumphant drill for concrete walls.

Dad, what is it?

He is a victorious thief. They can break holes in the walls.

What does winning mean?

It is from a special alloy. will win. It is very strong, it cannot be broken.

He looked at me, breathed, appreciating the burning light of interest in my eyes and immediately took it from me: - But you will break!

In my youth I inherited an apartment from my grandmother in Khrushchev. A private home appeared and was incredibly pleased. I studied in those years at the institute and, like any student, I brought girls to myself from time to time. However, there was one well-known problem - sound insulation, or rather it was not from the word at all. The decision came at one moment. I replaced the old and rusted jigolo with a relatively new magnetophone. My close acquaintance was often on business trips to America, so I always had new cassettes with the latest hits like Queen and the like. Well, to silence the sounds of pure and unspoiled love, I included these records. And once brought to himself another love of his life, and went to the bath himself to bring himself in order. The door was next to the entrance door, so I could hear what was said on the staircase cage. And here I stand in the bathroom and hear the voice of the neighbors on the site: "Oh, DikovinnijZver brought the girl, tell your wife to put the dishes quieter soap, now we will listen to the last hits" That day they listened to Ice Ice Baby)

In the 90s, he was on a horse trip. The company was not very poor and the travel paid entirely. A bathroom for the car, a hotel, food you want, snacks, a spa salon or a pool at the hotel. Even a taxi, if it’s already a face in the olive. and all.

We stopped at the county cafe "U Colonel". When the menu was opened, it was a bit of creativity in the name of the dishes. Well there is a borst "easy death of the area", or a baking "white swan". This is just such a criminal slang. It turned out that the owner of the grocery was a former Colonel of the FSIN, and apparently the trace of a long service decided to rationalize in his own cafe.

They ate and went on. Upon arrival we hand over the cheque. In an hour, it is financial.

Are you really there, oh oh?

In the sense?

Is this what? - I get a check from the cafe at the Colonel, in it: dinner with confusion 150 rubles.

Long after, I had to explain what was called tomato salad with cucumbers.

Managing herds requires not only shepherds and dogs, but also high prices and housing shortages, low wages, selling media and imitation of education, culture and medicine.

Namedny crossed with one of the suppliers, said:
In his youth, he had a long care for the daughter of a very assured uncle. I thought I was getting married now - and my whole life would be a strawberry. was married. At the wedding, the aunt gave a house on Ostozhenka and $ 300,000 (at the end of the 90s - a huge amount even for the well-off uncles). Only this morning after the wedding I realized that the house is counted on the trust, and under the terms of the trust agreement it will be transferred together with all the income from the rental to our firstborn on his 18th birthday.
And the money?
The money is also in the trust and can be spent on teaching children at any university in the world.
Is it like you’re still married?
to marry. I then thought - I will get older - at least the children are sheltered:)))) And then I myself somehow broke up - the girl was faithful, supported!

In Texas, a man went after the girl in the shower, saying he identified himself as a girl.
The girl’s father knocked out his teeth, saying he identified himself as a Dental Fairy.

How then we visited with my husband in the cultural capital, descended in the metro "Gostinny dvor", and there, near the door, a man with a stunning view of everyone approaching the glass doors of the entrance to the metro gently whispered - "Lord, I rush to report, but the station of the metro "Gostinny dvor" is closed, please, go there and there, there will be another station, carefully, please, yes, left, there to the right and go out to another station", we, of course, obediently turned, and went where he said, but I still - "This is all of course great, but why does the bomzh tell us about this?"

When I was young, I worked as a tokar, and we were arranged in the shop of a guy, a little younger than me. And when we went after the shower, all the robots squeezed a little from his scars. They started from the tip of the fingers of the right leg and ended at the right ankle, a special treach was in the area of the abdomen, on the right side, as if in the tank burned, as in the movies show. After work, all to the barbecue, to the beer, there and there, well, and this guy does not break away from the group. Everyone, of course, is interested in asking, but somehow uncomfortable, so we drink in silence, smoke, wait for jokes. And here he himself, told me, where do these scars come from? I see that everyone is interested. Further from his words. I studied in the trail for a tractor driver, and in the third year I was sent to a local collegiate farm to practice. The colloquial was modernized, modern tractors were purchased and an accessory to them. I went to clean the potatoes. The tractor John Deer, and a healthy combo attached to it, runs on the bars, gathers potatoes, boots in one direction, land back on the grass, clean potatoes in the bunker. The bottva was separated from the potatoes and passed through two opposite rotating screws. And whether some technology was disrupted, or the combination was incorrectly configured, they were constantly stuck. Here is the tractorist and sent me up the combine, pushing the boat into the slides. He gave me a stick of 2 meters, and if, fucking, it fell, at least once stuck, you will scratch the shit!!! And as a preaching, I put a fist at my squeezing nose, which blocked my sight... Well, I stumbled up with a wild cane, and we mocked. Botwa immediately started to get stuck, I infused the sticks 3 times, and it was safely eaten by the combine, snacking everything with the same bottle. And here, in fear of the future, I hadn’t come up with anything better than pushing this green mass with my foot. It was delayed instantly, it was not painful, it was mouthwashed so that the tractorist in the cabin heard it immediately. I was removed for two hours from the sink, there was no pain, an ambulance arrived, the anesthesia was wild, I felt nothing. When removed, placed on the legs, the right leg was placed on the back of the body in the area of the abdomen, the tissue on the stomach and told the left hand to press, or the intestines will fall out. They said that I would stay without a leg, my bones were very broken. The surgeon swallowed, the skin was transplanted where it was missing, the chief traumatologist, grandfather old, said to save the leg, and saved. He himself did the operation to install the apparatus of Ilizarov, he was held by two people under his hands, and he did... This is the story.

I have a friend who lives in the Urals. I am in Moscow. This summer, on a train, transit through the capital, he went to Karelia. I met him at the station. Not to say that he was an avid fisherman, but he caught a whip with him. I hz where he took it and as a carrier - bamboo, a meter under three lengths, not foldable, without a booth, with a huge red homemade float of feathers, such a feeling that since the times of the USSR somewhere in the garage rolled. A little bit of life. He told me that he met the lady on the Internet - there is still a lot of time before the train, so now he will go to her for a date. Well, goodbye, so goodbye - go to the storage chamber to take away. I do not remember the exact amounts, but he was asked twice as much for the negabarit wretch, and he stood up, pulled the money and decided not to give it. How, I say, will you go on a date with her? Nothing terrible though.

Nothing terrible, nothing so.

I called him in a month. As I rested, I say, as with that girl - what happened?

I rested the norm. And with the girl nothing special, we walked through the center for a few hours and that’s all. Without the continuation. Strange is something...