Did someone make you go before me?
I tried alone.
Bite, get on the head, go away?

by Katarina:
We don’t have a camera, we only have iPhones.

by Katarina:
My camera was broken by the housewife... and her secretary’s Linkin fell.

and Igor:
And my slaves were broken.

From the discussion on mail:
Question: Why the airport in Kazakhstan? It would be more logical – and fly away.
Answer: Good that you don’t go out!

What to cook for dinner...
Wife: Greek with farce will go?
Husband: Candles, bed, underwear, socks, wine
You can also eat grass with farce.

I recently gave birth to a child.Once I talked to a female teacher about this. The physician approaches and asks, “Why didn’t you tell me that you had a child?” He asks when she gave birth, I answer. Fizruck thinks for a few seconds and says, “No, not mine!” and leaves. There is no scene. I have a loving husband and I have never even talked to him. Now everyone is touching me and talking behind my back.

by Skripkin:
At the recent anticipation, graduates who do not have time were processed in full.
And here our head of the department, distinguished by character and cynicism, spending his strength on mocking and screaming, said to the next miserable: "Why do you do nothing? I’m tired of washing your feet.

Google once got into history - bought electricity for the data center, and the center did not put into operation on time. And under the contract for the non-use of electricity he had to pay a fine, more than the cost of el-va (there are such absurd contracts). Google bought some 5 MW industrial air heater and heated the atmosphere for a couple of months.

Father told me:
He went north by an electrician attached to several construction objects. They were stationed 26 kilometers from the object, at the base. It sounds like a proverb with a hysterical voice: AAAAAAAA, we don’t have a crane.
The crane doesn’t work – it’s PP. Concrete disappears, construction is standing, losses are nearing not one hundred thousand for one shift. In general, in panic of alarm broke a brigade of 6 people to save the situation. Prorab sits in the booth, heats up. The further dialogue:
What happened?? to
The crane is standing, it does not work.
Check the El. energy, shifts, waves, like all the norms.
Everything is fine, why panic?
I’ve been watching for almost an hour that the crane doesn’t work.
Maybe he has no work yet?
Maybe how do I know?

According to the assurance of the president of "Nancy" Jacques Parantine, the name "blette" (from French - beetle) was fixed in the team after Zavarov, because Zavarov often pronounced this word when someone of the partners (or he himself) was wrong on the field.

Arsene: Here you talk to you a little and clean up the story again...

Last_romantic: If you compare it with the existing sex symbols of modern times, it lacks only fame. For example, the same Jolie gained widespread fame after she starred in the "Tomb Raider", well, and her other roles too. Therefore, many consider her mega-super sexy. Megan Fox is famous for its transformers. and so on.
If this girl had gone somewhere, she would instantly be on the top of the TOP SEXY. With a giant gap. She has a perfect body. It just lacks fame.
Jabar-terrorist: You guys, I see your nick really justifies you! I would say the same thing as you, but much less pathetically, much simpler and much more comprehensible: "Yes, very fucking defka, I would blow. Once in 80. During the day. And so every day. 365 days a year. And without a weekend!"
Sergey: Yes, you both I look at your nics justify... Even if I would blow, it is.

XX: I read about home crocs. You can imagine, some of the blind children of the crocs are already haunting in LOTOK!!!! to
xxx: my cat is dumber than the blind crocodile ((((

Especially cruel are those who think they are right.

A miner told me.

This happened in Kuzbass in 197*. As a young specialist, he was assigned to the brigade of the elderly burned miner Mitrich. There was nothing special in his brigade except one. Sometimes during the shift, they befriended a rat nest. The rat's mother and all the rats were killed, except one. Mitrich came out of him - feeding milk from the dish when he was young, dissolving antibiotics in his milk.
After such an increased care on good nutrition, the rat strengthened, grew up and turned into a larger rotted rat named Jerome. Jerome lived in a brigade, had his own bag, loved salad and fresh bread, and ate lunch with the entire brigade.
They worked in an old pre-war mine, picking coal almost from the center of the Earth. Once it happened during the emergency shift - the methane pairs were torn, the storm almost collapsed throughout, overwhelming the passage of meters on the ground.
200 with an elevator. Some of the miners were crushed like a fly, the rest managed to jump back into the depths of the mines.
They started counting their chances. The air is leaking, but from the water and food supplies for six people only half flakes of water and three sandwiches, which Mitchell put for lunch. Rescuers will need at least a month to get to the miners. In the best case (do not forget - the 70s, of all rescue equipment - excavator and blades with fighters).
Everybody came up. Suddenly, two rats eyes appeared in the darkness, Jerome.
Dedicated to it with a lamp - the rat lies on its back and masters with his legs toward the slope. Then he turned around, ran a little, again on his back and mashed. And so three times. He calls for something, one of the miners suggested.
Nothing to do, follow him.
Chris, realizing that people were following him, no longer turned around, got into the wreck and disappeared in the cracks. The miners followed him. At the top of the slope remained a gap, the size of accurately to counter the most dimensional.
They opposed. Within five meters, the explosion hit the wall of the stall and opened a side passage. entered there. It is not possible to get up in full height, but it is possible to get up in four. Chris waited until the last miner got into the passage and ran on. Six miners in the four are behind him. They crossed a distance and clinged to the wall.
Oh, Jeremiah, it has led to a deadlock — summarized Mitrich. Someone from the miners advised to rename him Susannina.
Go back, Mitrich ordered, barely turning in the stall and rolling back. Here Jerome jumped and grabbed into Mitrich's trousers, procured Mitrich's breezent matter and caviar to the blood. It hangs on it, with its back legs. Mitchell is in pain. But Jerome does not let him go.
But he tells us, “It is necessary to crack,” one of the miners guessed, jumped into a deadlock and began to hit him with the hammer that was with him. As soon as the hammer began to bite into the breed, Jerome immediately released Mitrich and lay next to him. Two of the finest were sent back for the instrument, and after an hour, changing each other, they began to crack the breed. The slopes were pulled off to the slope.
How long it was, and how many meters it was, nobody remembers. When the batteries were installed, they were in the dark. They were so tired that they worked like machines – without emotions, on a machine.
Therefore, when the hammer, cutting through the breed, flew into the emptiness, no one was surprised or delighted.
When they were lifted to the surface from a neighboring, abandoned mine, they continued for sixty meters in two weeks, while rescuers were unable to completely clear the debris of the collapsed mine, which collapsed twice, forcing them to start cleaning a new one.
And Yeryomu Mitrich took home and from then on until his own rat death.
Jerome lived in an individual house and every morning his wife personally changed his drinking water, fat and bread for the freshest.
He was buried in a box made specifically for this occasion by miners from that brigade from a valuable tree breed, and a tiny granite stone was placed on the grave with the only inscription "Jerome from 25 people" (just so many people lived at the time in the families of the rescued six miners).
That stone still stands there.

and GOT! I thought the pope looked at the frog.
and gay! The crown looked at the poppy.

Questions in the forum:
But in movies I often see African Americans constantly licking their lips. Is it so fashionable in America?

The answer:
Continue the observation.

I bathe my son, a little boy, he still does not speak, but he understands everything. I ask you, where are your eyes and your ears? The husband passed by and asked, “Son, where are your brains?” The son, looking at his dad as an idiot, confidently grabbed his eggs with two pins. The courageous!! to

from ZH:
I will play a nun in three weeks, and I only have a machine machine and barbers from the entourage.

Matan teaching,driving out a man with spurs from the exam: not learning to use spurs by the 4th semester is an obvious sign of stupidity)

XXX: How old is she?
yyy: She is already at the age when even such a goblin as Anton is a cute boy for her.