Notes of the Colorado Cockroach. Candies "Bear Stubborn" on the Kiev market
Hello! It’s categorically: yes a terrible trainee of the four horsemen of the apocalypse - trainee Monday does not touch you with his hand!
Especially when it's not him, but she.
It is you there, in Russia, or where else in the klyatyh Europe, then "look", then "Shersh". We have a slightly different way. Not in terms of "shukay", no. The inevitability of Monday will find you or come across it yourself. Terrible and inevitable, as God's punishment to a sinner or the bright face of Madonna repented. With a rolling pin.
In short, you all have already understood. We went to the market on Monday. Ask why? Therefore. Because we are smarter than you. On Monday, the least of all the people, respectively, lower the chance that trample. Again, who came to the market on Monday, it is either money-hungry, or informational.
Tell me, is it possible in the hustle and bustle of the day off that you can calmly chat and listen to gossip? In-from ... that's the same! So the most intelligent go exactly on Monday.
I honestly confess to you: I am not smart. Well, let's say, not so smart. And not a gossip for sure. Casket is simple, like a willow basket: I'm married. And if Tarakanushka is impatient on the market, it means, let's go. No options at all. For those options that begin after the phrase “Maybe another time” are no more attractive than the mentioned Apocalypse.
In any case, the Apocalypse is not such a terrible thing, to be honest. There, all will slip up, but when it comes to local, with respect to a single unit of the insect world, dismiss. Burst my bag "the dream of the occupier" and pulled after his wife.
And do not say that I am henpecked. Under the heel, chitin would crunch if it hadn't gone. And so - I am a reasonable representative of the kind of cockroach.
So, the market ... I have long wanted you to make a tour, to be honest, but somehow it did not happen. The cockroach was also of the same opinion, so ... it happened.
Well, the market ... Yes, like everywhere else. To whom - a pavilion with air conditioning, and to whom and an umbrella with a counter on the ground. The main thing is to have someone to talk to and what to buy. And for what.
The main thing is that the earth so far brings us its gifts and the fruits of the labor of those on it. The rest is so ... little things.
As for the honesty of the sellers - well, it’s like everything under God goes in the most direct relation. Piety is just a trick. I have specifically decided to give you evidence of how things are with us. In every self-respecting market there is such a chapel, or even more than one.
Bargained, exhausted, went, sat down, took a breath, counted the cash. He looked into the pure face of the saint, exhaled, and went on to buy up. With the words "Forgive me, O Lord, for I am sinful." It helps some.
And then there are those who hang right above the market place of the image. Whether in order to make it clear that the integrity of the seller is controlled from heaven, or vice versa. Weighed / cheated, spent, crossed over to the icon with the same words, and then trade again.
It is said that without sin there is no repentance. Something like that.
But hope for God, and run up to the control scales, since doubts have crept into the soul. By the way, I checked the scales. By phone. The difference from the declared 148 grams turned out to be 1 grams. In the smaller side.
But basically everything is pretty smooth and kind. It happens, however, someone as a joke will ask of the type: “Kuma, where are the harbuses so big? Not with Pripyat? Do not "ring"? And the godfather, and in response, just as bitterly: “Right now, the last bell will ring in your head. Then they will ring the bells, but you will not hear. ”
But so everything is kind, joking.
Yes, here, again, about the language. Here is another picture. It is clear that we will call cherivichki and embroidery on our native move, for ours is everything. And what is not ours is possible.
Well, the rumors - this, of course, market salt. Only in the market you can discuss everything and everyone, among your own. Even loudly possible. I was surprised to see Vyshivanka. He went broke so that I would say, undue attention attracted to his gesticulating person. I even captured this moment. Here, in the lower left corner of his broom chase.
We discussed, you will laugh, the main contender for the presidency. Our Misha. It has already become clear to everyone that Saakashvili is not a grasshopper for you, even though he is ready to jump. But - do not sneak immediately.
So it turns out that since the authorities cannot cope with it, the term for the breakthrough across the border has been canceled, then they will definitely restore their citizenship.
In the meantime, in Kiev they think that Misha will continue to do further, he slowly collects, like in a song about the namesake, in the basket is by no means lumps. And cones.
And Tymoshenko shook "For Misha," and the mayor of Lviv invited me to dinner. And the battalion "Donbass" almost at full strength guarded, while Saakashvili and the Gardens were eating. From whom - it is not entirely clear, but they preserved it.
And the people to Misha stretches. Mayors are right in batches go, as if it is true, to be Misha president.
And the most interesting thing is that they don’t see anything bad in Misha. In both.
Well, was the president, yes. So what? So it was not the people who asked, but he himself left, as the term ended. And all that was there later - it's all the machinations, you know, enemies and envious.
Where did he go then? Teach. Clever means a man. Let's see, Proshhen when he leaves, where will he go, to teach, or will he be drunk?
And yes, they are looking for his type. But somehow they are looking for something ... In short, they would have found them long ago if they wanted to.
A Proshhen not in vain flirts. Looks afraid. Shevardnadze Misha knocked off, and this can. Experience, you know, there is. And experience is such a thing, it is difficult to drink. Although, of course, how to take up this question. If both of us are taken, with two hands, then yes. But Misha seems to be different. Not Proshhen, in short.
Girls? And what? Well girls. So the blood is hot, what, a couple of girls can not suffer for the cause?
But Misha, unlike Petya, does not hit the mirror in the office space. Never. And the muzzle of the face of the iron does not ask, it looks decent. So ... On the other hand, well, not ours. But it seems like for us. And these? And these also seem to be ours for us, but it would be better either against or strangers.
This is me from talking nadergal. It turns out that some simple thing in their heads: if someone is told to “not push!”, Then that means a worthwhile person. Even if the former governor and even more former president.
Maybe Napoleon’s campaign on Kiev didn’t work, but people of the smallest level prefer to meet and talk about something. Lviv, Chernivtsi, Zhytomyr ... And now, I got to Kiev after all.
And the fact that Misha, a stateless man who crossed the state border with violations, was wanted (albeit in another country), was not touched by anyone with a finger, thought: “What about the fig?”
A tree, as you know, just will not buzz like that. And all of a sudden they realized that it was “not without purpose”. And someone up there, high above (not in heaven, of course) said ominously: “Shut up! A place! Do not touch!". So do not touch. Although - could. And very easy.
But, did not work. So, Misha is not so weak and cowardly, as it is shown to us. A tie eats purely out of savings.
The fact is that the Ukrainian authorities already have power across their throats. And, if suddenly the government takes off, deprives of the citizenship of a certain character who refused to work together with swindlers and gangsters - well, this is not the worst person.
And when it comes to the fact that Proshen himself is dissatisfied with them - and in general is good. Well, the fact that Misha said (albeit with a hot one) to the 112 channel on the air - so sorry, this is addressed to Proshhena who just does not speak. Slowly, that who should not be heard.
And this one is for the whole country.
I'll tell you so, here is such a Satsivi wraps up under the gorilka, not that Hopak, you can dance 9-60. 9-60 is not a new dance. This is the old 7-40, only taking into account inflation and the tax on the ATO.
Here Vyshivanok yells that Misha is inadequate. That in his foolish play, even before the open conflict with Russia.
So, and we are worse? We, if you believe everything, also bravely resist the aggressor. But if Misha really does, again, Misha has experience. Which is worth a lot. Oh, he knows for sure where to whip if it really comes to a swara.
Teach, at least, how to correctly “give up!” To shout and sign appropriate documents with dignity.
So a very valuable candidate is coming out. And ask the president and unleash a war. Well, and so on.
Why, already leaving, I saw the poster. They will collect, prepare for all the vicissitudes, burdens and deprivations of military service. In both.
Something I'm really all about Misha and Misha. And what to do if all the talk only about him? On the market, at least.
But the main thing in the market is not talk. There the main thing is to participate in the process that ensures the normal nutrition of the family as a whole. For not a single crumb a fed cockroach, and man, too. So, referring to the faces, of which there are many in the markets, you can also thank all of them for what is what to buy and for what.
For some reason, the rulers do not pull for a long time.
At this point I’ll probably say “enough”. For the duty of his matrimonial fulfilled with honor, having dragged everything purchased to the house. Now a week in the kitchen will be the heat, the roar and the sound of cans. Autumn, you know, it's time to conservative.
I wish you all, as always, from the heart, that the word “conservatory” you have associated not only with music, but also with a good snack made from summer vegetables, and lovingly preserved by your loved ones.
What can be better in the winter than salatik, gas stations and seasonings? Keeping sunshine and memories of summer. Only the belief that everything will be, if not better, then at least not worse.
That's what I wish you all.
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