[Archive c 17.03.2008] Humour [Archive to 28.04.2012] - page 522

 

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(Conductor - hit the brakes!)


 

I only heard three questions out of forty

and what are your results

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Media: Victor Bout may be exchanged for Khodorkovsky

The Americans apparently realise how much our military did not want Bout extradited to the States...

 
I think if it is true, then it was suggested by us, because they do not know what to do with the second Khodorkovsky verdict, it is very ugly. And the exchange for Bout is an option for Medvedev to stay in a white suit and tell the people that they exchanged a criminal for a Hero of Russia.
 
Nibbler:

I only heard three questions out of forty

and what are your results

If both are not on amphetamines, I'm shocked O_o >
 
overactive brain activity
 

And here I thought my sweetheart was talking too much.

Told by a retired partner. It was in the days of western siberia, when Mikhail was young and hot. There was a village called Raduzhny. It's a town now, but back then it was an exploration expedition - there were a few carriages standing around, and a toilet in the centre. It is morning, the street lamps are still working. After all-night drinking, Misha goes out to take a leak, and a nigger walks towards him. Misha almost gave up drinking, thought it was a squirrel. It turned out that a young specialist from Nigeria, a student from Gubkin, had been sent to do an internship.

 

- А как вы относитесь к канальной стратегии ?

- Total bullshit, Vladimir Vladimirovich.

I look out for those who have been seriously engaged in analysis of the joint movement of financial instruments (> 2)...

 
The fox, the wolf and the bear met in spring and began discussing who had spent the winter.
The fox, beaten and stripped:
- At first everything was fine, I settled down near the henhouse, stole two chickens a week, and then the farmer counted the chickens, raided me with dogs, they found me - I barely got away alive...
A wolf, too, bruised and limping:
- And I had a good start, living near the sheepfold, carrying one a week. A shepherd counted the sheep in the spring, and called hunters; I don't know how I managed to escape.
The bear is fat and happy, shining all over:
- I used to live near a building site...
The fox, the wolf:
- What about it?
Bear:
- And the Moldavians are there...
Fox, Wolf:
- And what?
Bear:
- Nobody counts them.
 
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