One day I got in a bus. I was standing right at the door, and when some grandmother needed to go out, she struck me with all her strength and said something like, “Stand here, don’t let, fuck, go out!” And the other grandmother, standing next to me, gave up her seat to me and said with a smile, “Sit down until you drown! Better not to be angry!” At that time I knew the science of two kinds of grandmothers.

When I was a child, when I got sick, I was placed in a hospital, with another girl lying with me in the chamber. When her mother came to her, she brought all kinds of food, in the hospital was poorly fed, I was constantly feeling hungry, most of all I remembered how the mother of this girl fed us purée from a pot, a spoon to her daughter, a spoon to me, fed one spoon from one pot. My mother did not come because we were poor, and lived in the hall and placed me in the city hospital. My mom probably had no money to travel. I wanted to thank this mother, who was not indifferent to someone else’s child, feeding and caring for me as her own child. The case was in the city of Shymkent, Kazakhstan.



YYY: It reminded me. I had a similar situation 22 years ago, at the age of 6 I was placed in the hospital to remove two hernia, and my mother was not allowed with me, she was in shock, cried, tried to stiffness, but nothing worked, some quarantine was.

We lived in a regional town, so at the time of my hospitalization, my mother settled in the city with distant relatives and every day before the operation came to me, she was not allowed to get up to the floor, she was waiting at the bottom for me to meet. Then I came, too, but I couldn’t get down.

And at first there were no seats in the chambers, I and a few more guys one day "lie" on the sofas in the hallway, my mom only learned about it afterwards, otherwise I would probably have killed everyone. But it was such a mess, no one complained, it was even fun.

As a result, of course, everyone was transferred to the chambers, with me in one was the mother and son, the son was a teenager, but helpless. I don't remember the diagnosis, but something serious, so he was allowed with my mom.And this mom helped me before and after the operation, when I couldn't get up for a couple of days. She cared for me during the processing of the chamber, and generally cared for me.

I still remember this warmth and care, sad that I can't thank her again.

And the happiest memory of that episode is how I was released, and I go down the elevator to the 1st floor, and there my mom with the papers is already waiting for me to go home. Such an unforgettable happiness.



zzz: I was 11 years old when I first got into nephrology with acute pyelonephritis. The case was in August, at the same time I was placed in the chamber with a little girl, 1.5-2 years old, she came to the sea with her parents and also fell ill. Her parents merged her to the hospital, and they continued to rest, well, well. And this poor man clinged to me like a tail, everywhere with me at the pen, under the toilet door she stood while I walked, we went to the injections together, I held her, only I would leave - right away in the city. Really, the door opens, the dealer looks and cries, "Mommy, take the doll and eat."Renata, who was in the nephrology of Sochi, hello to you!



From there, the memory is 90 years old, there is nothing to eat at home, and in the hospital with a diet table, there is nothing to talk about. And at the same time brought somewhere from Russia onco-children, apparently "breathing through the window southern air." And we sit in the dining room, we have kidneys, water in a plate with lonely cabbage, and they have sandwiches with red caviar, which they don’t even look at.

I will tell you a story that happened to my girlfriend many years ago. Following her words. Then Katya met the guy and brought him to us for someone’s birthday. Silent boy of 5 years older than us, she introduced him to Pavlik, he touched everyone's hands, since then we periodically crossed by acquaintances, at concerts, in short, communicated a little bit. It was a little strange that Pavlik did not respond neither to Paul, nor to Pasha, nor to other derivatives, but we were accustomed, Pavlik so Pavlik. Moreover, among our acquaintances was Natasha, who wanted her to be called Taia and Darya, who fell into hysteria, if she was called Dasha, it was possible only Dashka, Darya, Darva and there was something on D, I don't remember already. Four months passed, Katya and Pavlik decided to get married, stood in line with ZAGS after the New Year's Eve and filed an application for a "beautiful date", after some time we received invitations, in which we were invited to the wedding of Catherine and Dmitry. We call her and wonder where Pavlik went? And she answers, you can imagine, I only learned in a row that Pavlik, it turns out, is his name. He is Dmitry. Dmitry Stepanovich Pavlik. Fuck, we called a man by his name for a few months, it was uncomfortable.

Behind the heroism of the people is always the betrayal of government officials.

I went by car alone. Three drivers were caught: an intellectual, an entertainer, and the latter - a grumpy and unspeakable mother-in-law. At the end of the trip took me away from people, I was already tense. Pulled into the pocket (I presented the weapon, took a step back, cursing my stupidity) and pulled out the money: "So that you don't waver with whom, or if there are little evils." And the driver said it all with the same stinking face. And I sneezed frightenedly, timidly thanked and stood on trembling legs until he left.

Children of deputies, ministers, governors, heads of Gazprom and Rosneft are not subject to mobilization. He did not serve in the Russian army. That’s all I learned from the President’s decree.

I went to work in another area. Federal operators have a weak connection there, so I went to buy a local operator.

The girl operator, when recording my passport data, issued "Oh, I am a day younger than your passport"

And then I felt my appearance getting older.

Video from the Farm

What a terrible death. Chickens flooded with chickens

Yyy: 90% discount in Letual

In the morning, she left her wedding ring on the tomb. Since I have a cold, the whole tub is wrapped with towels. While I wasn’t there, my husband decided to clean up and just squeezed all the towels into the garbage bowl along with the ring. I come - there is no ring, I nervously chase my husband to look for him for a laundry. I went, I found, I came. The ring was not mine. They both went back to the wash, and there the girl is already roaring and says embarrassed, "You don't think, I lost my ring." I found both rings and a new girlfriend.

If the letter Z is on the glass of your car, the military commando is waiting for you with open arms.

There lived a lonely old grandmother in our entrance. The pension was tiny, interrupted from bread to water, often rolled in garbage tanks, walked all year round in a coat, almost never communicated with anyone. Except for the homeless cats. Every day at the same time she, barely crawling with a stick, carried food to the tailed wanderers. I suspect she shared her last crumbs with them. Cats began to gather at the entrance in advance, sometimes bringing cats with them. A month ago, my old neighbor fell ill and fell ill. In two weeks she was gone. The cats all this time gathered at the appointed time at our entrance, waiting for her, called, cried loudly. Neighbors were dissatisfied with this situation, tried to disperse the brother, but the cats kept the order and did not want to leave their post. Among the tenants went conversations, said, brought here these darmoods, now will not fall behind, even the infection will bring some. He buried his neighbor from the house. And everyone was in shock when, on the day of her funeral, her wandering pets appeared early in the morning, waited for the tomb to be brought out from the entrance, and followed him. Just imagine a mourning procession, crowns, some distant relatives, neighbors, and behind them 30 cats. You won’t believe, but the cats were crying! They didn’t cry, they cried loudly and long. When the bus drove everyone to the cemetery, the statue ran after them. And we’ve never seen any of our old good neighbor’s pets again.

The attendance of students at classes on September 22 was 120%

It was in prehistoric times.

A colleague spent a vacation with her young man in an exotic country.  When she returns to the work chat, she is asked when she will post photos? It is curious!

Oh, he writes, so many things! I haven’t seen what we did there. For now, here is a link to the Yandex disk.

I waited 15 minutes and answered her link:

“Great photos! Especially those on whom you are naked.”

and all!

The worker is dead!

The dead with the hair stand! And the silence! © by

Everyone, like one, listed hundreds of photos in search of mammals.

Have you found the breasts? No is? I’m back to work too.”

But most of the palms sweated in the colleague itself, because the vacation was really magical, and among the photos could well be "newies".



Can I get a separate boiler?

Some rulers are like a cancer tumor for their state. Moreover, removing this wound is not always a guarantee of healing.

I am cute. I have a good figure, pleasant appearance, I know how to emphasize my advantages. But I am not very smart. This is an objective fact, I am, of course, offended, but I can do little about it. All the guys behaved in appearance, but after a couple of months of relationship dropped, because I was "not in line with their intelligence." It was offensive, I almost accepted that I was just a beautiful envelope without filling. And then I started dating a guy who I think is almost a genius. He was very clever, and I thought we would break up with him very quickly. And he did not condemn me for ignoring the capital of Italy, he did not laugh at my stupid questions and responded calmly. When I did something stupid, he helped and explained that it wasn’t so, calmly and intelligently. When I decided and asked how he tolerated me, I was dumb, calmly answered that his wife he loves, not intelligence is measured. And besides the mind, there are many other important qualities that are present in me. I’ve been the happy wife of this beautiful man for two years and I thank the universe every day for finding such a wonderful husband.

And are the first to the military commissariat calling not those whose car is glued: "We can repeat!“?

Wrong: Stole Solidworks by downloading it from torrents

Right: introduced a price ceiling for European software and acquired it at fair value

Those who laughed that the GES suddenly discovered the onset of winter in January.
And those who were surprised by the state of war and mobilization are the same people.

According to legend, Caesar had the only person and friend he trusted: his doctor. Moreover, if Caesar was sick, he only took medicines when the doctor handed him.
One day, while Caesar was not feeling very well, he received an anonymous note: "Fear your closest friend, your doctor. He wants to poison you.” After a while, a doctor came and gave Caesar the medicine. Caesar gave a friend the received note and, while he was reading, drank a drop of the medicinal mixture. The doctor was terrified:
How could you drink what I gave you after you read this?
And Caesar answered him:
Better to die than to doubt your friend.

Why are we being taken to the front?
I don’t know, I’m not interested in politics.