With the Hicks, comment on an article about a virus-blocker requiring naked photos to unlock:
I propose to write a social virus in the style of "Remove 100 liters of garbage from the street to unlock the computer"

“Nothing disturbed our armed guard at a specially guarded facility – in the semi-prefecture, when the echo of a massive safe hit the ground came before it.”

Babkina vs Seagal. Who is more dangerous?
My opinion is Babkin.
Seagal at a time can hit three, no, a maximum of five people.
Babkina can dry up the brains of thousands of spectators at once.

"In the forest a tree tree was born" perfectly performed on the motif of the "Holy War". Maybe you didn’t know, now know.

Summerskeyl brings another – really crazy – story. Dr. Lane was married to the sister of George Drisdale, who suffered from an incurable and secretly tormented illness. According to the idea of the time, Drisdale would sooner or later lose his clarity of mind, become sluggish and helpless, and the thought of this so tormented him that he inscended his own suicide in order not to become a burden to his family. Then, however, he returned and even learned to be a doctor, because there was finally a doctor who helped Drisdale. George's disease was masturbation, and that doctor offered the patient to try sex, and as a hand removed.

For Drisdale, the connection between masturbation and sex was completely unclear, many doctors too, and all of them predicted him a life full of suffering and degradation, since it was then believed that from masturbation they blinded and lost their mind. Drisdale subsequently revised his views and wrote a book explaining why marriages in the current version do not help people, advocating the spread of contraception and sexual freedom for women. He published it anonymously in order not to damage the family’s reputation.

A realised erotic dream immediately gives birth to a new one.

Business Class

I drove my son here to my grandmother and went to business class for the first time in my life.

Impressions are double, as if chairs are more convenient, dishes from the menu are called tricky, but, in general, somehow not o-g-o-g-o, for such money we expected more.

In the beginning came the most important pilot and then tried to drink us champagne, it turned out that it was a steward, he just looked like the minister of heaven, no less.

In the whole business class there were only three of us: my son and I and a Hindu in Chalme.

The doors are already legalized, we drive to the runway. Suddenly, due to the curtain of the economy-filled class, two large-caliber madam Hryzacueva appeared: a mother of forty years and a daughter of fifteen years, a smiling minister of the sky approached them and this conversation took place between them:

- Young man, I look at you here completely empty, you can put me with the child, or we have a whistle there, on the one hand, the children wept, on the other, the Chinese scream, and do not turn out at all. The feet have nowhere to go. Torture for 4 hours. and? Well please. What are you worth?

Steward made a understandable face and said:

Well, please, this is the case. You can sit in this row, but I must immediately warn you that since you are not a business class passenger, I will not be able to serve you at the business class level, but I will not be able to help you.

- Oh, so understand all, we do not pretend to your pineapples in champagne, as they say - we do not live this way, we are somehow. The chair is widened and thank you.

"Sorry, I have not agreed that, unfortunately, you will not be served and stewards of the economy class, because you will get out of their care, so you will have to fly without lunch and even without tea. If you agree, please sit down and attach your seat belts, we will take off now.

The Hryzatsuevs looked around, murmured and, without answering the minister of heaven, dive back behind the curtain.

Steward noticed that my son and I were unwilling witnesses to their conversation, blinked and smiled.

I asked :

And if they agreed to your terms and stayed, would you not even pour water into them?

Oh, of course, I would have poured and even fed like you. What a pity? Just people want to eat fish under fungal sauce and fall in wide chairs. During the years of my work, I have been met with such conversations hundreds of times, but none of them ever agreed to fast for four hours. I’ll tell you more, when the economist’s lunch ends, the two will come back here again and say, “Now we’re agreed to get a little hungry here.”

After an hour and a half, Hryzatsueva really appeared because of the curtain and gently asked the steward:

Where did you say I could sit? here here?

Steward made a sad face and replied:

- Unfortunately - it is no longer in my power, if before the take-off, as I suggested, please, and at the moment you can only help the commander of the crew, but he is now a little busy...

The triumph of Russian shipbuilding. The largest and most powerful nuclear icebreaker in the world, Siberia, is 173 meters long and has a crew of 73 people. The estimated value is approximately 1 billion euros.
Not very new Yacht Abramovich Eclipce, 163 m long, crew of 72 people plus the possibility to take on board another 92 passengers, two helicopters in hangars, two helicopter platforms, 12 hiking boats, a submarine, anti-missile weapons. The cost is approximately 1 billion euros.
I am tormented by the thought – is it a cheap icebreaker or a yacht expensive?

> because then it was believed that masturbation [] loses the mind

With the loss of the mind, people actually first degrade to purely fleshly pleasures, and there are already openly choking.
The G-logic with the confusion of cause and effect is generally the favourite combat graffiti of the then scientists (all) and some of the present (unrecognized alternatives).

> Connect to this "water pipeline" the machine is not possible, the pressure is not the same. The canalization? The hole!

He wrote a long angry post about education, but was cold in the process.
A) In the village everything requires maintenance and repair, and not the relationship "fu-mobile-old". The pump with its valves and membrane, suddenly, too.
B) The term “pressure” is used only in a dispute, and there is pressure and productivity on the line.
C) the machine can work from any pressure that is enough to pump water through the valves for the program timeouts. If at the same time the powder is not washed out of the bunker, its hands will be splashed into the drum.
D) The pump can not work on a closed valve, so it is usually filled with a barrel, and the machine is taken from there. Productivity here does not matter, and half a meter of difference usually satisfies p.
D) Advanced level for non-drinkers: if the valve is 220 V (99% of cases), instead of them, the socket is connected and the direct tube is taken out into the tank. The pump is plugged into the hose and socket, and instead of opening the valve, the machine simply turns on the pump. Here it is critical that the net performance provided p.B., and that the pump does not burn the relays, designed for the power of the valve (usually put intermediate, with the washing of the nearest city-forming).
I will not comment on the hole. For some reason, my machine is not forbidden by religion.

Use your brain, Luke.

Smokers have no problem. We stand and smoke. What you don’t like is not my problem at all.

My cast is itching, and if you don’t like it, it’s not my problem at all.

The vacation:
some description
What we offer:
A young, subtle and friendly team;

They run and run. In the sweaters of the wildly killed synthesized blanket :D :D

After reading the chatter about moms with wheelchairs I would like to answer all newly appeared Maria-Antoinette with advice in style - no bread, eat cake. One beautiful man wondered why these stupid mothers would not plant their children in the slings. I want him to be the same child in that transport. The counsel will immediately fade with him. One shake - I was once so squeezed, it seemed that another shake and lungs would break under the ribs. And with a child getting faster - injuries can become incompatible with life. It is still cool for the whole day (and you have to collect documents and a lot of things, or mothers with children in the morning for nothing to do with the whole crowd) to carry a difficult child on him, all the most necessary things for him and personal things. It is nice to still be in the hospital stretching on a slippery sidewalk. Well, sling is not for every woman, even with healthy legs. And those who have problems with them after pregnancy, right? Great advice and wonderful. I would like to advise you to go to Maria and other institutions, why are there few buses at the peak hour? Why transportation is not adapted to the needs of all categories of citizens. Go out, go out. After all, you may also have children and their mother will very likely learn all the charms of such advice.

to this:
Comrades, help remember the title of the story - read in childhood, broke the library of father and grandfather, but never found. In a world after some disaster, a truck driver leads a truck to another city with some important cargo. When the car breaks, it removes the motorcycle from the truck and still delivers the most important part of the cargo. In the end, a monument is erected.
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The Valley of Iron Curse. Published in Chemistry and Life. Not a story, but a novel :)

Review on Steam:

A toy for the amateur... for the amateur to cut trees for hours, to look for ore, to beat monsters, then to cut trees again, and again to cut trees, this game is generally about cutting trees, you can still plant trees, but someone will come and cut the trees you planted.

Letter from acquaintances:
either hipsters or hatchlandia
I hate those and those.
The hipsters for what?
I worked in the cafe.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Vauu: -Their crowds went there... the bearded breeds..."Have you added syrup marakuya to my smoothie?""And why is my frappucino without ice cream?""And prove that there is ice cream!"

For ten years, a mother and aunt periodically have the theme "When will you be baptized?“I usually leave the answer. Recently on a relative's birthday, hearing this, another aunt flies, whom I see once every few years: "So you are unchristed??? Why?”



Surprised by this pressure, I suddenly ask, “Why do you not accept Islam?”



My aunt stood up and did not talk anymore. I don’t know how long.

The evening. A tired father goes, with a bag in one hand, a wallet and a car in the other. A seven-year-old son runs around him, pinning everything in a row from stones to bushes.
“Dad, Dad, where is Cristiano Ronaldo?
Cristiano Ronaldo lives in heaven, he lives in heaven.

When one day, at a party, another horre-manipulator began to expose in the spirit of "be thus and thus" [this is the idea of what would be convenient for the exhibitor to see you], and people would draw to you, we and my wife, without speaking, stretched out our hands and shouted "brain! Their brains!" go to it. Since then, this comrade has been obliged to spoil the fun of everyone with his reasoning about how others should live properly, and we have a new tradition.