I sit at a meeting, read about the Ancients, the Elders, the Kthulhu, I do not touch anyone, I listen to my colleagues in my ears. And then there is a heartbreaking scream, turning into a scream, full of bullying and pain.
God did not give his soul.
It turned out - connected by link a colleague who is sitting at home with the child, and it was he who issued such a scream into the microphone of my mother's laptop.

I have been renting housing for 2 years. The housewife is a normal woman, without a whimper. Sometimes we talk to her about this, we drink tea together with plushes. But yesterday, we also sat down, we talked, then a little pause and she asked me, “Listen, what’s your name?”

xxx displays photography: on a dark background oil towers, equipment, steam, light projectors.

This is how we look like a bush mining in -46
Will there be a day photo?
XXX: This is the day.

RadChand: I remembered the case in the auto school. The prepod says: “...the sign is a large load... with diagonal red-and-white stripes directed from the upper-left angle to the lower-right.” The blonde from somewhere from the first batch looks at the sign and asks: “Have you said the stripes from the left-up to the right-down, and then from the right-down to the left-up?” How can you not believe the jokes about blondes?

In general, every leap from dirt in the prince ends in the same way: in all directions flies of spectacular, but extremely tasteless luxury. Those wishing can read Molière, the play "The Meanman in the nobility" :)

I remember the “Friends” series. Joe, having received a good role in the series, moves to a separate apartment. He immediately buys all the nonsense. and on credit :)
After losing the role, he is forced to return and return everything he bought, except for the statue of the dog, which he did not like, but which he bought at the exit.

The colonization of Antarctica:
Wild frosts and constant snowfall can still be tolerated, but environmental organisations make life simply unbearable.

Customers are confused
It breaks the software.
As an administrator, I am strongly opposed to the use of broken software.
It doesn’t matter how he works at home.
I walk home naked and in boxing gloves.
But it is home

YYY: What about gratitude?
xxx: the mouth
Oh, oh, I wanted to say, not now! was sealed!
It is too late :)

XXX: I remind you once again.
If you want to scratch each other again, keep in mind that there are two continents on the planet named after one man.

For the jeans.
China is on our side. And yes, from one factory, pants with a flat line go to boutiques, with curved but tolerable - to shops, and curved - to the market. But: in China, if you do not go on the occasion with guides and do not go on the tourist centre for the Russians, but go where the Chinese themselves are loaded - quite decent jeans can be bought for 250 rubles. And if you try to speak Chinese and trade like a fall, that is. If you show respect, you will be given after jokes and laughter for 150 r.

I have a friend Sereg, and he loves to get into funny situations on a flat ground. He was resting outside the city with his girlfriend, and she offered him to ride the big ones. They broke their bicycles and went. I have to say that Serega at that point has not been driving for a long time and therefore, probably (or he is just a fool), did not immediately realize what it was about. In the end, they drove five kilometers, and all this time Sereg literally pulled. He moved very slowly. His girlfriend had already gone forward, then returned and all pursued him. And he relentlessly turned the pedals, but could not catch up with her. Movement was very difficult for him. Eventually, licking afterwards, red like cancer and with rejecting legs, he finally surrendered and confessed to his girlfriend that he could not go further because he was tired and exhaled. Then Seregi's girl decided to change with him a iron horse, and sitting behind his bicycle, found that she could not just move from her place. After carefully examining the brakes, she realized that they were not in order (I do not remember whether the disk was pushed or the pads were pressed). As a result, my friend drove on the heat of about five kilometers across the crossed terrain on a large with tight brakes and almost caught a heart attack, trying to have time for the girl.

In general, all these arguments of recent weeks about how to determine who is good and who is bad on the basis of street behavior are quite funny. It has little to do with the real situation.
On the outskirts in Yakutsk, in one of the commercial shops made a shelf with free food for the poor. Dare it all in a couple of hours. And not alkashi, bomji, and any kind of hypocrisy. They are the most decent people, without bad habits, parking in the right places, etc. They also requested supplements from the store. They barely carried bags.
It is not in walking on the "right" side of the road that the goodness of a person is determined, in fact.

If you want to drive with a stove, then the trip will be more expensive, the taxi driver tells me. I refuse the oven because it is very warm dressed. What people are so greedy, they save on their own health and comfort - he says and turns off. In five minutes, it is included. Because it was cold, and it was too cold.

My colleague Katya talked about her experience working in the United States under the Work & Travel program.

But most remembered was the return to Russia after a six-month absence. I worked in the service sector, and all the six months the duty smile did not disappear from my face. When I arrived and went to the customs, my first reaction was to smile friendly to the employee. With an unstoppable poker face, he asked, “Are you from the United States? "I looked at the stamp in my passport and sneered at my smile: "You stop this matter. Welcome to Russia!” So I realized that I was already home.

Today comes to me the granddaughter of a patient with Alzheimer's disease for another prescription for memantine. In the process, I ask how they are doing. I don’t know whether to cry or laugh. My grandfather drank. For the last couple of years, he forced a sober lifestyle, because he could not get to the store, and the children were not poured. He asked constantly. In general, for the New Year bought him a "little". He joyfully took her, long turned in his hands, but could not remember what to do with her next.

My friend met an American. They know each other:

Where are you from? He is asking.

From the Dubna.

Is this a city where nuclear weapons are made?

Exactly, how do you know? She was surprised.

and eeee. We often joke that you in Russia in every city nuclear weapons are made.

A true scientist endures the deprivation of his chosen path, and James Marshall is undoubtedly the most true scientist.

The scientific community did not take his theory seriously that stomach ulcer is not caused by stress or spicy food, but by the microbe Helicobacter pylori.

To prove that he was right, Marshall identified, cultivated and drank a culture of an open bacterium. He could wait for months and years to develop a ulcer, but then he was lucky - a week later he got sick, and his stomach was sick from pain.

Guided by his theory, he began taking antibiotics and soon recovered.

Thus, James Marshall in 1984 not only proved the pathogenicity of H. pylori, but also discovered a new way to treat gastritis.

From a distinctive doctor, he immediately turned into a world globe of science, which institutes and large companies from all over the world wanted to get to themselves.

In 2005, Marshall was awarded the Nobel Prize in Medicine.

My favorite job is when you go there with joy, like to the refrigerator.

Just in a taxi. The driver takes the telephone, then the monologue:
Hi, what are you cheering for?! to
Did you call me and get upset?! to
Didn’t you call me and fuck me?! to
Have you talked to me and cheated?! to
“Aaah, you called me, you got to another number, you were upset that you didn’t talk to me, and you’re laughing?! to
......
I mean I am guilty!!! to

How many swords!
and four!
How many mosquitoes do we have?
and four!
So who are we?
The Armed Forces of Estonia.