My psychiatrist came here today. We have a girl who comes when we need to do the tests. He asks
What are your emotional problems?
Is it emotional, is it emotional?
I don’t even know...
I do not know. Let me write up for a magazine and go, I have a lot of work to do.

The Work:
You’ve done it and now we’ve done it...

During the congress on a paid tour from the administration of the High Volocko comes the sms "Thank you for not cheating";

Very educational. The name Ruslan.

Originally really of Turkish origin, from "Arslan" - a lion. There is a Russian legend about the rich man of Jerusalem Lazarevich, so this rich man of Persian origin (and judging by his fatherhood also a Jew), was about him - a translation of the Persian epic "Shahnama". There is, indeed, a nuance: in Shahnamah his name is Rustam, and Arslan is a nickname given for courage, but it doesn’t matter. Russian children were not so called... until the 19th century.

And then Pushkin wrote "Ruslan and Ludmila" and named the heroes as he thought the Russian names should sound before Christianity. And so successful it turned out to him that the Russian children began to be called Ruslan and Ludmila (also, by the way, the name was not in the festivals) and are called until now, and the names have become completely Russian, there is no Russier.

Medical publication, photo of the X-ray of the hand in which a large petard exploded. One of the comments:
Do you think this soup set is a collection?

HHH: And that’s what, you’re going straight to Baikonur now?

Wow if it were! Good that the king sold Alaska.

Lora_w
Moriarty is a boy who came out of the well and is terribly offended that he was not found!!!! to

the_mockturtle
The skull in the well is the skull of Moriarty in childhood.

Lora_w
But this version explains Moriarty’s psychopathic twist on Sherlock.
He grew up to get revenge!! Ahahahahahahahaha! and c)

the_mockturtle
“This version would even explain why Moriarty didn’t die when he shot himself! Because the skull is in the well! and :)

Unintentionally remembered.

xxx: I woke up on the pen of the box on the table 220 volts. The half-office stopped greeting, but the weekly sugar bank has been holding for the second month.

Oh these stories, oh these fairy tales.

After school came when I had 2 friends and wanted to drink, I did not drink, but as a hospitable man poured my dad’s water. I drank half a bottle. But here is how to reimburse so that I don’t get off-the-top – I didn’t think. The men offered to give water. Only one butt bottle with a jerk valve. Lili water as if something had gotten into a bottle. Well, I put it in the freezer - my father came after work and wanted to bump. Not here it was, the water in the valve above froze. He looks at me, and I take my eyes to the side, says drunk! I ask how did I know? So he says, I have what you didn’t have in your childhood...

In short, I have one good acquaintance. With money. A lot of countries have traveled around and have long obtained a hobby: bringing from different countries or even from different regions of the same country, collections (i.e. for sale on the shelf) or just to consume types of alcoholic products.

As a rule, these are small bottles of cognac or other alcoholic beverages of local production.

That is, not for the buyer, but purely for the collection brought (the bottles looked like a random photo from the post)



I was somewhere at her home. A really impressive collection. Bottles of different sizes, shapes and drinks. They are in a separate closet, behind the glass. She holeed and holeed them.

In general, those who have a hobby: you understand it very well.

Her hobby was 20 years old.



He also has a son. Who knew from childhood that touching these bottles is a terrible taboo. He did not touch them. So they lived.

But the son grew up and made friends. He started bustling, like many teenagers, during the transitional age. But I did not touch the bottles, because I learned already on the machine: touch and start the mowing machine.

And it would be nothing, but as if my acquaintance was not at home. He left for two days.

The son wasted no time and organized something like an insert in the house: a disco, a bucharest, a ugar.

Because of his age, he fasted and fell asleep.

Most of the guests continued.

The bowl was over and the young friends-idiots could not guess anything better than drinking collective bottles. Everything that was “used by unbearable labor” and “drawn” from different countries of the world was eaten by minors overnight.



In short, I have not clarified yet. But maybe in one of the local childhouses was a replenishment))

Accidentally a man was pushed on the street.
XHH: Is it me "You ohuel or your brain on the DCP base to break?"
Tagged: ahaha
YYY: And what next?
xxx: Nietzsche, I shrugged and said I accidentally pushed
XXX: He turned and left.
Yyy: but no wallet anymore))) yes?)

From FB
One of the best restaurants in Moscow is a restaurant under the Patriarchate in the St. Daniel Monastery. Women (worldly), however, are allowed there only for official events. Instead of the waiters - obedients, they do not take the teasers, the delivery is counted to a coin, but at the same time unobtrusively bring the urn for donations to the temple. Lunch for two with a drink there will cost about $ 500, so the temple will not stumble.
The most interesting thing there is Piszuary: they have horns in front of them. I could not understand the designer’s idea until I saw the priests cling to the front edge of the horns for convenience.

Memories of childhood about the celebration of the NG
Drunk men went away in other men's Moher shirts

My wife’s sister was bitten by her friend’s dog. After the injury point read the opinion of the doctor: "Bite of a famous dog". There was only one question about how they laughed: a white or a gunshot?

Today wrote a colleague: it remains to dive into the pier, to get socks, to give flowers, and here it is - summer

xxx and xxx;
ants for breakfast
I live the life of an ordinary Cambodian. We drive to the maid to the village, where I eat flying mice, soup with ants, rotted embryos, and so on. Locals add sugar to any food and can’t eat otherwise: in rice, potatoes, soups... At first it was unusual for me, but now I adore Cambodian cuisine.
yyy>
“Smile Smile”
xxx and xxx;
The sugar in the food is added, it is completely squeezed!

Chapter 11: Paying Twice
222: I will go to work for the scump...
333: not the fact that he will pay twice to you)) Skupoy is more likely to save on workers and pay suppliers twice

For work called to the office, by the word, a standard business center. And I have them like a remote sysadmin, when everything is bad, I become a Swiss knife programmer. And here, I come, say the printer bought, good, but it is not connected. By the way, the printer is new, its wifi is distributed, everything works conveniently through it. As usual, I found this printer on the net, downloaded the instructions, there was a standard password for its network. I turned on the printer, found its network, entered a password, logged in. I sent a test page. It does not print. He writes what he prints. I send a few more docks, not printing. It says that everything is sent. I, like Sherlock, begin to repeat that this cannot be, I check the exact model number in the program, well, it is. It does not print. Here comes the boss and such, fucking, strange, I took the standard printer, the same as in the office opposite.



I run to the neighbors.



And there are faces so confused, and the printer printed them with a bunch of printed figi. The curtain.

I decided to go on a trolleybus. I see - everyone who enters before me, in the door makes a reverance or a light knickshen in the extreme case. All this with a widespread smile. Well, I think, probably, her Majesty the Queen of Great Britain was willing to drive in the salon and everyone pays tribute at the entrance, no!

This ladder fucking sows the current so that the leg reduces, the eyes come out and the e*alo twists)

You may remember I asked for advice on buying.
XXX: Solar charging device
The Ally Express
I got it all right, all right.
XXX: Confirmation of receipt
I am asked to write a recall.
xxx: I write to the seller (I don't know how it happened)
xxx: - thank you for the product
XXX has an answer.
Thank you for sending you what you ordered.
It looks like the Russians are trading there :)))
I am so pleased that I am understood in another country.