– Burning cheese and jamon does not help. I propose to further drown them in the sea, bringing gifts to Poseidon.
– Thank you, Minister of Finance! Will there be any more proposals to maintain the ruble exchange rate?

The easiest way to make plans is from speculation. The building turns out to be unreliable, but the building materials are free.

I trade my masculinity for someone else’s virginity.

Look at gas prices and me, again at gas prices and again at me! Yes! I’m on horseback!

The Russian economy has long since hit the bottom, and now it is rapidly widening the hole.

I have everything, but I can’t call myself completely happy
– it’s time to think about children. Damn, they’re so disgusting. That’s it, I’m happy now.

According to experts, Malevich covered up some other crap with his “Black Square”.

– Let’s play the futility of being on the phone?
– Let’s. Where are you?
– Depressed and on the verge of alcoholism.
– Mmm. What are you wearing?
– Mortgage, guilt and the burden of past years.
– Oh, yes. Continue. I’m already touching my philologist diploma and feeling sad. “I slowly sit down in the corner and, clasping my knees with my hands, I think about what I’ve done with my life. She is worthless and ruined by me.
– I burst into tears and lit a cigarette.

Children are burning:
– Boy, what kind of fancy dress do you have?
– Prince costume!
– But the prince must wear a crown?
– No, it’s the king who should be wearing the crown!
– What is the prince wearing?
– And the prince is in the princess!

My dear friends! If again someone in Odnoklassniki gives my address to groups like “Lose Weight Together” or “Oriflame”, I will teach your children to smoke!