Go to the cafe?
I can’t, I’m on diet.
What kind of diet?
- financial

My Grandfather (1904) He had four classes of education, but his children were so motivated that two of them became candidates of sciences (philologists), and the third was my mother.

One day I, just in second grade, came to my grandfather for a visit, and in the evening when the work in the village was already done, he sat down to me and asked:

Which subject do you like the most at school?

and mathematics.

So, my granddaughter, you have this task. Three rubles in rubles, a ruble in fifths, a ruble and a fifth, three copies per copey and a copey.

I thought, I put the numbers on paper and gave a response.

"Young man, I see you know how to count, and once so, look, with these words, my grandfather got ten rubles out of his pocket and put it on the table, this ruble will be yours if you solve another task, or guess the answer.



- I decide, of course, I have only five in mathematics at school and I know the entire table of multiplication.

Then listen to. A bunch of goats flew, and one goat met her, and the goat said, “Hello a hundred goats!” And the goats say to him, “We are not a hundred. If there were so many, and so many, and so many, and so many, and so many, and so many, and so many, and so many, then there would be a hundred of us.

I thought for a long time, a day I thought two thought, three - the task is not solved.

“No,” said the grandfather, “that means the money will wait until you solve the task.

At that time, for ten Soviet rubles, such a shet like me, could gather all my friends, get stuck in the store with candy, cookies, lemonade and everything that the soul wishes and cuddles not one day. Since then, mathematics has become for me, not an abstract boring subject, but a real way to enrich. I taught her that the next time, I would destroy my grandfather, and he asked me new and new tasks until I realized that there was no limit to perfection. I’ve never been able to make a red card.)



P.S As a result, I became a teacher of mathematics and worked in school for more than 25 years.

I was 6. In the duet, where I was dancing, I decided to hold an exhibition of aquarium fish. Mom, knowing about my love for everything living and the passionate dream of my own pet, tried not to let me there, because the poster meant "Exhibition-sale" and not just "exhibition". The grandmother, who was the supervisor of the exhibition, looked at our dispute, and then, looking melancholy into the ceiling, said:



Of course I do not want to say anything. But the girl can go for free, she is not yet seven.



My mother told me to go alone, knowing that without her and the money I would definitely not be able to buy anything.



“I don’t want to say anything,” the grandmother said. But with you the girl will be more interesting.



Mom thought, agreed and we went to see. The old lady was very interesting about everyone, there were no visitors except us, and she was everywhere with us. I admired the fish, the donkeys (I don’t know what they did at the exhibition of aquarium fish). Then I saw the frogs, and the frogs were just the coolest, they were so fun swimming after each other, and in general they were perfect. I began to look with complaining eyes and subtly hint that I needed one. My mother said:



No, it is probably too expensive...



I do not want to say anything! The grandmother intervened. - Such a frog is worth (a large amount, I don't remember exactly, but I't buy it), but these frogs are sold (a very small amount, I was given so much to school for lunch).



Okay, said my mother. I need an aquarium. Aquarium is expensive.



Soon is my birthday, I went in. This is what you will give me for my birthday.



“There are two weeks until my birthday,” my mother said. How would a frog live without an aquarium? We go on our birthday and buy it. A sinister plan. The exhibition lasted the last days, as my mother later admitted.



“I don’t want to say anything, of course,” said the grandmother, and her mother trembled nervously. But the frog will live perfectly in a three-litre bowl until you buy an aquarium.



My mother did not give up either. But we still have to bring her home, we have nothing with us.



I’ll give you a litre bottle! The old lady smiled, whom I practically worshipped at that moment. And a marble to cover.



The disarmed mother breathed. Choose a frog.



“I don’t want to say anything,” said the grandmother. But one frog will be boring, take a couple. Let the girl choose, and you and I will pick up an aquarium with a discount.



This is how the frogs appeared. I still think that old lady is one of the best sellers I’ve ever seen in my life. When my mom was against even just going in, selling her as a result of frogs and ordering an aquarium - this is what you need to be able to do.



Mom then admitted that she hoped the frogs would die quickly, but Ludwig and Peppi lived a happy fourteen-year life. There was an interesting case with Peppi when her foot was accidentally eaten by a red-eared turtle, but then Peppi, being planted in a separate bowl right in front of my eyes, slowly regenerated the lost limb.

geektimes, discussion of the blocking law:

xxxxxxxxxxx:
I wonder if we have a democracy in our country, can we somehow advance the law on the abolition of blockades? Most people are against blocking.
WOW :
The short answer is yes.
A little longer: “No”
of ZZZ:
Really a little longer.

Lubastic: I'm morally ready for everything in the sense of a puppy, I hope in one puppy's diary read a recipe for the remedy for flies: you need to pour water into a bag transparent on the lightning, put glowing coins, press out lemon juice and add something else there. Close and hang over the door. The coins in the bag blind the flies, and they can’t see where to fly. The lemon juice does not allow the water to melt.
A million words of thanks.

But all the same young people would not have read "Three creatures", "On the 3rd western front bec peremen".

Change is the fault of all that!

The most naive misconception is to put a candle in the church and think that someone already owes you something.

I saw the performance of a half-world lady. As it turned out, her husband was a ugly man and a puppy, although he hid it for five years. When she understood what he really was, she filed for divorce, and then her faithful revealed himself in all his beauty. At first, he gave her only two hundred meters in the penthouse, and left a country house and another apartment for himself. In the second, he assigned an unhappy mother of two children miserable alimony of 10,000 euros a month, although she asked for thirty. True his child is only one, and the first she gave birth before acquaintance with her husband and told about him only a year after the wedding, when she already gave birth to the firstborn in this marriage, but this is not all counted... The father of the first child of the victim of male chauvinism, was a muscular and non-distant beauty who, having learned about the pregnancy, just sent her far, saying that the child was her problem, and then turned into a wealthy bridegroom...

I am here by some incomprehensible association, remembered a series of stories about the unfortunate fate of shy young men, called in the world "botanists". These are in principle good guys, good, not evil, sometimes even smart in the sciences, but absolutely not prepared for life, where there is cruelty, hatred and mother-in-law wickedness, capable of simply insulting a person. Especially not lucky with women. They are usually very shy with them and excessively worship them. And after all, little that the chosen women of their timid hearts simply did not notice their glimpseful exalters, they used them quite shamelessly. Thus e. Having experienced a tumultuous romance with a cute macho, as well as the heroine of the first paragraph, and having remained with the child after that, they remembered the glimpse and rushed to him offering a legitimate marriage and eternal love. And as a result, they did everything they could to turn the life of the unhappy husband into hell, revenge him for his own unsuccessful life and his own misfortune.

I knew one talented candidate of science who married in this way and in this situation, and who went from work to the bathroom every day because he didn’t want to go home.

And the nephew of one of my school friends, caught by a predator, one to one as a lady from this story, indeed was 6 years older than Mishka, but as it turned out later the child was, but one. According to him, the ideal of his elected woman was Princess Volkonskaya, and if he was a Decembrist, she would have followed him in prison. In confirmation of this he proudly stated that Nadine agreed for him to leave his homeland and family and go with him on a trip to Paris for three years (Misha graduated from MGIMO). In short, it was in this statement that she burned. As a hectic summer day, they whirled with Mishka in a street bistro near the cafe Metelitz and here directly on the sidewalk to the bistro went two black "Volga", blocked the doors, to the table of the lovers came the boys in gray costumes, whirled red crusts, clicked handcuffs and Misha was arrested as a member of the dissident group. When his bride was asked if she was with him, the girl assured comrades from the Organ that she just accidentally sat at this table to wait for a girlfriend, and this man she sees for the first time in her life. In short, when the handcuffs were removed from Mishka in the car and his uncle asked him whether the bridegroom still believes in his bride's "Wolkonskost", the answer was ambiguous and even rude for the "botanic".

No, we men, of course, are all sworn in, but marriage and bond by calculation, it is more a female prerogative. And it is not necessary to talk about the insidious macho and seducers, they are, of course, and there is a certain percentage of young fools falling into their network, but it is inappropriate for women over 30 to complain about seducers, a woman who has reached this age, by nature, is much wiser than any man and will notice any falsehood in relationships. If he does not notice, he does not want to notice.

I called the local radio station today and the host, greeting me, said:
Congratulations to you! You are our first listener, and therefore, in order to win the main prize, you only need to answer a single question correctly!
The class! I said enthusiastically.
Are you ready? The leader asked. This will be a mathematical question.
“Well, I have a degree in mathematics, and I work as a teacher at school, so I think there will be no problems! I said with pride.
Well well! So, to win our main prize – 2 tickets in the first row for Stas Mikhailov’s concert and a meeting with him behind the scenes – say, how many will be twice two?
“Seven,” I answered.

Sleep within the sleep:
xxx: I dreamed before the defense that I came to the defense, and preds get up and go, like fu on your job
I wake up, I think, thank God, I just sleep, I get up, I go to the defence, and the bowls get up and go!!! to
XXX: And then I’m finally really waking up...

Gray: fucking I't give up the stitch from the strong suction from the slim wildness, you would know
Gray: Gray, Mash, not to you
Pantera: fucking, and I didn't know how to tell you that I like you and hint on coffee
Do you want to drink coffee together?
Pantera: shit, somehow it doesn’t sound right now (

Are there live-born sharks looking for a puppet? and :)
............
Sharks are quasi-animals, they do not have a placenta.

"Under Smolensk smugglers repaired the road to carry sanctions cargo"
This is all you need to know about modern Russia.

In the bowl:
"which has been made up"

No, let them get married / get married, people are not sad, not that cats.

After divorce, people rarely breathe out on the street. Much less than cats.

We are always like this - a shoe shoe without boots, a car slider without a car, a computer worker who has collected a computer from some cloud.
yyy> You have to choose a profession according to this characteristic
yyy> What do you have?
xxx> and girls
yyy>...
xxx> Ah, I had a dating site project...

I once got the information that cats scream for no apparent reason, when they experience some discomfort, they so calm themselves or treat themselves.

The original cat is not mine, but I also have a five-month catch. In the morning you open your eyes, noticed - runs and joyfully and loudly murmur, and according to him, that before the alarm clock you could still sleep from the clock... murmur, sink and gentle foot for the face touches ) here you will sleep.

Canakau: Remember a year ago we slept with you
Diamond and what?
Canakau: need to renew the license of friendship
Diamond: Agree

Rice to Rice!! Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! R and Z E T K A, fucking!! The eyes are drawn out and not reunited into one whole:

and Tuvalet. and Calidor. The tobacco. The Great. and acne. Here's all THIS can still be endured, scribbling with the heart (this is also the case, ah), but I'm going to get rid of the cat's navel.

When I was very bad
There was no form for ice.
I put it in bottle bottles.
Not thinking about the interior.
Then the torch broke.
...
It perfectly describes my life.