XHH: I watched this movie yesterday, and I see this picture:
Sitting, therefore, Mother Nature, who has grown out for a couple of centuries, thinks about how to patch a flea on an extra leg.
He thinks, he thinks, suddenly by the edge of his eye he notices something, the whole world is blinking red.
HH: What kind of shit?
Damn, I’ve been distracted for a moment, and people have seen so many things! Millions of years of cold! Even the rees eaten a breakthrough - I also have a promising development, go, you go.
XHH: It cries on people, and the hand to delete stretches...

Cepreu: A guy here yesterday ordered a work computer. 64 GB of Oz. I say: you will be the first to keep porn not far on the screw, but straight in the operation.

I have a wife accountant. She quietly governs the 1s-ovsky config in Fare, crawls for automation in Excel's visual basics or administs the dongles of all kinds of rutokens and hashops.
I feel a bit uncomfortable with her accounting team.
Tell me if there are any courses where they teach the system engineer to call it a "processor", stupidly knock their eyes on the printer's stick, crtl to call it a "stral" and crush the mantra of "I-nothing-not-press-a-one-only".

The @cleg programmer is a professional converter of customer hallucinations into a hard formal system.

We all get older and we only get younger.

The stupid hooker.

The story of the famous "marphine shell" - the specialty where Solzhenitsyn once sat and worked. Anyone who has read “In the circle first” or watched the series of the same name will understand what institution is talking about. And although at the time of the events described below it was no longer a prison and was called “NII of Automation”, the regime of secrecy there was very strict. Nearly every door stood an armed fighter, and for the movement of developments between the buildings there was a network of underground tunnels, so that the spies do not let God look out from space, what they are doing here. The equipment was transported to the test sites in conventional trucks with the inscriptions “bread”, “mail” and so on. In fact, from the inside they were armored, in the body boxes with secret equipment guarded two WOHROVs with calashes, in the cabin another guard in the staff with a machine machine, the driver - a gun. The numbers on them are imperceptible to ordinary people, and the gaiters are warned that cars with such numbers cannot be touched.

Once again, such a special car goes to the field. And on the track something he did not like one postman, he jumped out on the road, voting with a striped rod. The driver gave him zero attention. The instructions do not allow you to stop under any circumstances. Mint this attitude to his person did not, he sat in his car, wrestled a flashlight and, demanding the matyugalnik to stop, rushed into the pursuit. Eventually, he managed to cut down and stop a disobedient truck. I approached the driver’s door, the door opened, from there several bullets flew under the feet of the gait, the door closed. Further, two fighters jump out of the body, twist the hollow mint, push it into the body, the journey continues. The instructions require all perpetrators of such incidents to be arrested and brought for inspection to the first department of the NIH. I had to take him to the field. For a couple of days, while the trials were going, he sat in the body of a truck and ate bread with water and suffered scourges from the guards, who instead of resting in the pit, were obliged to guard him. Technical testing ended and we went back. And for this, the test was just beginning - the security department was already waiting for an interrogation. “Who is this? Why did he do so? Do you work for foreign intelligence? Take a pen, paper, and write an explanation. We will send you a request to the KGB. If everything is clean - you will go out by evening."Gayshnik really turned out to be not a spy, but a simple idiot, by the time he stopped the car with a secret cargo. Only he was not released, citing the fact that according to their regulations, the explanatory note should be written in Russian without grammar and spelling errors, and he has a crap here. The sheet was broken, given a new one, forced to rewrite. So he sat all the next day in the chamber of the first department, rewriting them with a dozen. Then somewhere the loop is missing, then the letter is missed, then the proposition is incorrectly constructed. And the head of the 1st department reads, breaks the sheet, issues a new one. The next day, someone from the highest ranges of the GAI came, promised for his fool, asked to let go. 1 department - no one, "we work according to the instructions, let it write correctly, then we will gladly let go."In fact, they just joked, because it is known that at all times the Ministry of Internal Affairs and GB's were very unlikely to each other. They even brought a school textbook in Russian. Three days later, he managed to get free.
P.S What measures were applied to him in his home department, history silences.

I have no trousers today.
Lucia, enough of that! I’ll find a job soon and buy you everything.

Olgherd: but here is the news from the website of KP Moldova
and olgherd: 1. The number of unemployed in Moldova has declined
Olgherd is 2. Up to 40% of the active population of Moldova has left abroad

YYY: You don’t understand criticism at all.
XXX is I? No to...D!

Transmission is hot.
I downloaded a new cartoon about Batman from torrents, I read the title: Betmen. Vozvraschenie Temnogo rycara chast 1.avi
Here is this. The Dark Knight is back in action :)

According to Tatiana Delsal, Rustem Adagamov had a criminal relationship with a 12-year-old girl in Norway. Their criminal relationship lasted for about eight years.

For eight years the girl was twelve?

• Last year I went to work in the depths of the Moscow region.

After doing all the things I was going to go back. I don't like the electric car, but from this hole in another way could not get back to Moscow. I went in, I went to the local station, there, just to the left of the center of the hall, I saw the box office, I approached. There were 20 people in the room. For a small station it seemed to be a lot of sitting. Well I approach the box office and bowing up loudly and clearly (to not question) I say to her: "One ticket to Moscow, to the nearest." She looks at me like an idiot...the people around me began to rust, I stuck in the same posture, with an outraged look again asking for a ticket to Moscow. ... suddenly a man comes to me from behind and says that this is of course the box office, but only to the toilet and the toilet I am unlikely to get far )))), and the box office to Moscow outside the building on the end. I went out generally I was ashamed and could not catch up, this is why the toilet box was placed inside the station, and the usual was thrown on the back. When I sat down on the electric car, a few people around me laughed, apparently those from the station.
10.01.13 14:59 mahach007

During the operation of the Moscow-Nerungri train, one of the passengers fell from the car. The 42-year-old resident of Bratsk was on the street in the 40-degree frost, but was not confused and ran for the train. The man ran seven kilometers, with only a T-shirt, sports pants and shorts on him.

xxx: I dreamed with Darth Vader riding on a wolzwagon frog)))

yyy: \m/
YYY: Cold
yyy: and I ran away from the militia with the tree because the law came out that you cannot throw the tree.
You do not have a tree.
XX: Where did you get the tree?
I'm not asking where you got the Darth Vader.

He scratched the finances and bought his wife an old, cheap, scratched car. She is not to be very happy.
I: What do you think, in our car the magnetol supports USB? and :)
Does my car support the magnet?? to

I am more concerned about the question, if they could go on foot, if they could fly on eagles all the time.

My friend, when asked why she doesn't like aquarium fish, replied: "Yes, they don't like them, they swim, they are silent, they think of me all kinds of things!"

This story was told to me by an army friend. In general, there was a party in the apartment, a lot of people and drinks...when everyone drunk a lot, a friend noticed that one girl was building his eyes, and not thinking long, went to buy champagne to the store.Advertised everyone that he was going to the store and the girl the same offered to make a company...And here in the corridor, shoes, the girl accidentally hit her poppy switch, the light went off, a friend thought that she wanted him to do a pleasant thing and dropped the pants, there was a surprise for both when she turned back the light;)

I read a methodology on labor protection at the company, where I just recently set up. I am pleased with two recommendations:
In no case to bury a person who has received an electrical trauma and gives weak signs of life into the ground, as this is not only useless, but also harmful.
Do not wrap the wound with insulation tape or web, as it may contain dangerous pathogens.
Such a feeling that quite recently the head of labor protection was a Galician Druid of the 80th Level, skillfully combining the wisdom of the centuries and the fresh currents of modernity.

My father has been oppressing me all his life and bearing my mother’s brains because I’m red and white (it’s not his son’s type) and he’s a dull brunette. But my brother, also a dull brunette, was worn on his neck all his life, allowing the asshole everything. As a result, on the anniversary of his parents' wedding, he once again raised this topic. My mother couldn’t stand it and said that I was his son, but my brother was his best friend’s son. My father didn’t believe me, I did a DNA test, my mother didn’t lie)))