Funny stories
In General I suggest to write here the story of the very stupid thing you did as a bunch,stoned,both(underline)So I remember when swells bought champagne and I thought that it would run quickly up the stairs into parade to run...well, you perdstavlyaet this picture, the crowd buhih runs up the stairs screaming and champagne over my head:)))) in General it should be seen:)
Frank_Farmer
Did not understand , and what's the catch? The fact that Spain forgot to write? O_o
That's it...the championship is long over, and the champion to enter did not bother!
Frank_Farmer
They still don't believe they are for Turkey sick)
Well, that's not happened to you.
As it is not dreams , where Russia was supposed to be I'm all sick...
The story told to me by my partner. He was born and long lived in Georgia. Somehow he was not at home, but attended his grandfather. But it should be noted that Irakli and his grandfather's voices are very similar. The phone rings, my friend Irakli - Den. The grandfather picks up the phone: - Hello. - Hey, chuvyrla! (10-second pause, easy stage efigenia) - Well, Hello, ugly... what's up? Yeah OK.. been here? - Yes, half an hour ago (the grandfather went to the store). - Thump go? (Muse) - Come on. - You got money? - SchA will look... Grandfather earnestly goes to check on the availability of money. Well, there are 50 lari (Georgian currency). - Excellent! SchA I'll come. - Come on. - Parents not at home? (fucking returns, the so-called ancestors died 10 years before). - No. - Not coming? - No, just will not come. - A grandfather like you the house was... no, he died! (starts fucking on the other side) - How he died? - Oh! - So I Sedna saw? - Yes, I have it in 43-m died!!! (the apotheosis, a 30-second pause) - Eeee... AAA... AAA Irakli possible?
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Please stop writing nonsense that you think is funny.
Please stop writing nonsense that you think is funny.
Not like it-do not read! Who's forcing you? It's not anecdata to laugh from the jokes. This is life.
Heh. Times the last time had a good ride, I'll write something else.
How annoying human stupidity! Well, it's just that sometimes knocked down. Let's start. You stand quietly at the door of the subway car on the way out, and when in the car and the people do not, so, three cripples and a half. Gone to Nirvana, soared, have seen the truth. And then from behind: "You go?" As I near the door fell in, when the car half the seats free? Next, I Shaved once shaved. Druganov then went to her friends. He looked at me, also needed a touch-up I wanted. But he model hair cut because the hairdresser I went. Until his room is treated, I'm sitting in the waiting room, his bald head gleaming. The man comes and asks: "are You last?"
buddy decided to go to historical architectural (or historical or something, I don't remember exactly). He came at the admissions office, but the door is a little wrong - got the poor guy to the morgue. Suitable, suspecting nothing, to the bar and only had his mouth opened, and he was there: - Surname, name, patronymic. Well, he calls. And he: - we have not received. - Well, well, - says man, - I after all to you only in the summer to do will. But to record something in advance is necessary. Submit a statement, to fill in the questionnaire. Documents and photos to take...
Choate most stories on the topic but we got high..., but we were drunk..., but still not funny. HS.
On the bus
If you take a walk along the road and suddenly hear a nearby scream, do not panic. You had the honor to meet the most exciting social (or antisocial?) transport.
The paradox of the big city, without taxi, he will not survive, but by taxi how to survive us? Clear idea of the ads, which recruited drivers for taxis: "invited brave, agile, fast, single men with years of experience kamikaze".
When you walk inside and see the strap hanging on the back door, you know, no matter what the inscription on the emergency route – no way out.
It is easiest just to those who sit behind. Though they see nothing. But what about those two that took a chance to sit down at the windshield? This is something all understand. These, then see where it goes! I am convinced that planting in the first place should be free. A better if the Braves were to pay extra.
It is difficult to understand why we all give money for it. And the only answer is, - at the entrance you have to pay. Quality ride, I hasten to note.
Some international stations are smart businessmen manage to sell foreign tourists to travel on the bus under the guise of "old Russian funs". But if the guests could not even read....
Any decent bus driver considers it its duty to scare us to death if not trip, then at least the ads plastered generously around the cabin so that the window could not see where we actually go.
Texts one after the other:
"Citizens, don't slam the door, pry bars was not enough"
"Please report the stop to the driver in advance. In writing"
"Fasten your seatbelts. We take off"
"I am an experienced driver. This is my tenth bus."
Have you ever had to pay the driver of a normal taxi for the fact that he wore a blindfold and carried you home? No? Isn't that what we do when we pass money to the driver at the time when it flies through the Moscow highway? All of these samurai is very slow in paying. Will turn to you, take the money, counted out change to every penny, drop a couple of coins, inclination and raise them, wish you a happy journey. And all this without reducing speed.
When the bus appears on the road – all the cars run up the sides. The tree will see – climb a tree. Underpass – dive there. And if suddenly will appear simultaneously on the road two bus.... This starts! I knew a truck driver who once got in the way of three minibuses at the same time. And the fourth imagined. The man turned white instantly! And this despite the fact that he was completely bald.
Minibuses are more afraid than even cars with flashing lights. For official transportation at least warns us about his appearance. To predict where you will fall "Gazelle" with sixteen screaming passengers absolutely impossible!
And I can understand the driver. Maybe he thinks about how a horseman rushing through endless fields on his gray horse. Maybe he closes his eyes and feels the wind that hits from all cracks. Maybe he tries to love us and wants to deliver to its valued guests the joy, the feeling that they will not forget for the rest of my life.
Bus is the only form of public urban transport, where there are places for smokers and non-smokers. And the driver, which is the only place for smokers to honestly opens the window and pretends to smoke there.
But here's what's amazing. In this mode of transport almost instantly have a feeling of being passengers. Only then we clearly feel that we all have a common destiny.
And yet, the big city is difficult without this type of transport. Not all of us exists the opportunity to engage in extreme sports. But we do have taxis.
my story was-we boys are at the cottage slammed his head into the bee hive in the forest, burn the slash brought the paint and risigo, I match. well, in General, was set on fire and the bees obviously didn't like it... ran long...
The real Story in the minibus. Front seats go two grandmothers. The bus is almost full. At the bus stop a guy comes. Passes driver 20 roubles for journey and gets back $ 5. Penny from the hands of slips and falls under the seats grandmothers. The guy leans trying to find the others and, surprisingly, farts. In the bus - quiet laughter, giggling. And one of the grandmothers said another: "And the cost of the penny is so f*n vomit! The bus explodes with laughter. The guy becomes crimson and asks the bus driver to stop. A minute later a minibus comes to a solid lady. The bus continues to laugh. The lady is starting to nervously look.
It might laugh at her? Here grandmother, positivas laughter, start to tell the lady the story of penny. The lady also starts laughing and then she from the nose departs the nozzle and falls on the grandmothers.... The lady asks the bus driver to stop. Going further, positivas laughing. The driver, too, along with all the laughs, pulls out a cigarette, lights, opens the hatch above his head. Releasing smoke into the hatch, turns to grandmothers: You under the hatch (pantukan) is not blowing? Salon explodes from the new attack of laughter. The driver, realizing what he said, falls out of the cab, dancing and ugorayu
The same bus 20 minutes later. Bus to the Terminus the village of Sugar. All sat down, the seats are occupied, Drive started the car... Then the door opens grandmother... And then asked the driver: my Dear, you have the end of Diabetes?. On the bus it took a slight giggle... Drove without hesitation replied:I do Not know, did not try!. The bus went public rzhach! Grandma examined hawk eye salon realized that no... And stretching 15R. cage said: Take me standing!. The driver of the cab falls in the snow and shaking in a fit of hysterical
In short woke up this morning, turned the music on full blast and ran screaming songs play. Then tripped over the cat and fell into the hallway behind it loudly and with feeling covered his four-story Mat. Went to wash the head, wash. Took his bass, and began her Laban for the apartment, connecting it to the amp. At that time I still was shaking a wet head as black Metalist. Then he called the mate and asked what pair. I told him loudly said Nah..nd these pairs, we go to the Dorm with pellacani get drunk! He agreed. Lastly, I remembered some obscene ditty and shouted it to the whole apartment. Long over her whinnying.
I went into the next room and blurted out. Turns out mom never left for work over an hour with his girlfriend listens to what's going on in the apartment... Great!
and before I forget.. going home past the garage, casually reading the inscriptions on them are commonly found in the style of Vasja was here and Ira and Julia were herebut killed the inscription on one of the garages: Me ..Bali here. Mike
Remember detstski(a)do the kid flopped in the opening between the desks, and tore my ear=)He then went, Blowjob, all were laughing(even the teacher, to which he also came).