I left my nephew, 4 years old, but he had a trap - his ass wasn't wiped out. Whether it was HZ or HZ. Taщемta, when he joked and began to shout, "Uncle Archie, I was rattling!" I ignored him for about 2 hours. He fucked half a piece of paper in tears and sneezing, but learned to wipe out his ass. by Nihil

I remember when I went to the kindergarten, we had two girls in the group, crazyly similar to each other: the same height, the hair of the same color and the same length, even the face were similar. Once in the winter, they realized that it would be great to change clothes. They changed, wrapped their face with a shirt, so that they did not know, and when it was time to take the children, they quietly left home not with their parents. I just can’t imagine the spectrum of feelings experienced by parents when they removed their children’s jackets and shirts.

In the modern world, the tail should not be held with a gun, but a Kalashnikov machine gun.

We live as in a fairy tale. For a long time, we have worked with two Tatars, the brothers Rif and Raf. They were normal guys, and everything was fine until a cleaner named Ruth came to us. All three are small, swollen, and all talk loudly. They roasted for a long time and were nicknamed the “three pigs.” Well, they don’t get offended, we crack all together. Then everything somehow quieted for a while, until the technician Wolf came to work with us.

The State Duma is considering a bill to replace pension savings with an honorary letter.

I have enough brains to realize that they are obviously small.

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. Japanese-shaped silent boy of 5 years older than us, she introduced him to Pavlik, he grabbed 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.

Increase the salary!
It is done!
Fuck me, not myself.

It was in the late 1990s, at the time I was about 5-6 years old. My parents, as I think, and everyone at the time, were strictly forbidden to open the door to strangers. Every morning they went to work and said, “Don’t open it to anyone until we come in the evening and open it to you.” I was an obedient companion in this regard to such an extent that one day my grandmother decided to come to us, but naturally I did not let her be afraid to get a whisper from her parents for not fulfilling the order. Grandma, by the way, acted with understanding and said that she would come in tonight. One day, my grandfather decided to come. Naturally, I did not let him go, too, for which I was sent three letters and the door opened with the key he had. Despite the fact that it was my grandfather, I was so scared that somebody would enter the apartment that I, as a guerrilla, stood forward in the passage and started screaming that he would be killed away, because his parents did not allow anyone to let go! Naturally, my grandfather answered me with a weary lust, left the bags from the country in the kitchen and quietly left, closing the door behind me, leaving me stuck and reconciled to the defeat in the hallway. When the parents came, they laughed so and did not understand my childhood outrage, but made amendments to the rule that grandfather and grandmother can go home.

He was on a business trip at the factory, in a press office. The press more or less

civilians, but one... An enormous unknown of what gathered swamp,

dirty (or covered by God knows what), thundering like the Victoria Falls and

It creates a cloud of dust around it. The Industrial Masterpiece

end of the 19th century.

The local workers and engineers called this press briefly and gently.

My mother Mia. The etymology of the name: a few years before it came to them

the Italian to install on the press programs purchased by the factory for his

The Firm. When he saw this terrible press, he could only say, “O mom.

by Mia...”

And it all happened on the same day!

Ordinary travel in electric. The most different people. Everyone tries to do something during the trip. A grandmother and granddaughter sit in front of me. Small five or six years. We touched, we went.



Like all the children of his age, the boy has questions:



Grandma, how many stops are there?

"Look out the window of Mish (I will call it so), we will not pass by.

How long do we have to go?

for a long time. Take an apple and try it better.



And all in that spirit. Grandma tries to guess the scanwords, and the little one clearly distracts her, distracting her with questions. I try to read. And then, forty minutes later, the boy suddenly asks a question quite unexpectedly:



Was Lenin an Indian?



My grandmother was not prepared for such a turn. I thought at first what I thought. Grandma asks, suddenly he heard, and the little girl repeats her question:



Is Lenin an Indian?



I was stressed. Why an Indian? I began to listen more carefully.



What did you do, Misha?

What if he was the leader?

It is right, the leader. You don’t have to be an Indian in this case. He was the leader of the proletariat.

“He was the leader of the Red Army,” parishes Misha.

Okay the red. The pale faces. The grandmother explains, adding even more color to the understanding of who Lenin is.

Was he the leader of the pale faces? Was he an Indian from the Blind Faces tribe?

No, it is not right. He was the leader of ordinary white people, but only red people.



The little one thought. He obviously could not understand how it was. And white and red and the leader, but not the Indian.



Red or white? The boy asks again.

“White,” the grandmother answers, and thinks. No, the white were enemies, says the grandmother out loud.

Lenin is an Indian. It summarizes Misha.”

I am working as an admin. Testing for 80 years. Surprised how you can make money sitting at the computer, "There are the same fools sitting"

YYYY :

Test for 80 years.

For a moment I thought of the “Huaja job” period.

Do not confuse the command spirit with the herd instinct.

I call a work colleague who is at home to discuss work issues. She is heard badly, because everyone covers children's screams and whispers - she has two daughters. Finally she says:
Wait a minute, I’ll solve the noise problem.
After a while, we continued the conversation without noise. I tell her:
How obedient your daughters are.
Hey... not so at all. I am in the closet.

“Oleg was trying to get me a new shirt if I guess why he called me Ella...
Probably not Ellie, but Ellie.
How do you know?!! to

I walked through the park home yesterday. I have a family of three people. Father, mother and daughter 3-4 years old. They walk. The further dialogue:

Daddy, take me on the neck!

P: It is busy!

D: Well Dad! There is no one there!

Q: Your mother has been sitting there for the fifth year.

M: * Smooth shrinkage on the hair*

For women, a husband is a part of the body because they have towels for their head, face, hands, body, legs, and husband.

Greta Thunberg and everything you need to know about environmental activism.

Because Greta is an environmental activist, she publicly refused to fly to New York. The official public reason, spoken to the media: the aircraft has too much "carbon footprint": this type of transport is not ecological, corrupts the atmosphere, destroys the ozone layer, develops global warming, etc. Greta does not fly on airplanes. never ever.

Therefore, from Sweden to New York, she arrived on a yacht "Malice II", previously called "Edmond de Rothschild". The first name is due to the fact that the buyer of the yacht was the head of the French branch of the Rothschilds, the former employer of Emmanuel Macron, Benjamin de Rothschild. At Malice II during the Atlantic crossing, at the request of Greta, a diesel engine was sealed, which must be on each such vessel for safety purposes.

The network has already been able to discuss the topic of the fact that the production of the yacht itself from carbon plastic leaves no less, but even a larger "carbon footprint". But the matter is not even that. The yacht allegedly has solar cells and submarine turbines to generate electricity (the engine is silent), but that’s not the case either.

Ladies and gentlemen, stand up. Now it will be the worst:

Gretta and her companions crossed the Atlantic on a 20-meter racing yacht with a sealed diesel engine, that is, under a sailing. The journey took about 20 days.

The crew of the yacht (excluding passengers), necessary for the yacht to arrive somewhere in general - 5 sailors.

Upon her arrival in New York, Greta rested for a few days, then spoke at the United Nations. Some time after the performance she will still spend in New York, then the same way back home to Sweden.

The sailors who dragged the yacht with Greta to New York came down to the shore and flew home by plane. They are replaced by five other sailors who will take Greta back to Sweden for another 20 days on the same yacht.

Gretta refused to fly over the ocean with her dad. Therefore, ten people cross the same ocean on a non-ecological plane to protect the environment. 10 air tickets instead of 4 air tickets, leaving the same "carbon footprint".

This is actually all you need to know about environmental activism.

Taken from a commentary on YouTube. The data checked. There are confirmations on the network, you can swipe.

It is said that Kiselev and Soloviev even argued between themselves who of them was the larger evening bell.

I call a work colleague who is at home to discuss work issues. She is badly heard because everyone covers the child’s screams and she has two daughters. Finally she says:

Wait a minute, I’ll solve the noise problem.

After a while, we continued the conversation without noise. I tell her:

How obedient your daughters are.

Hey... not so at all. I am in the closet.