My friend and his girlfriend were choosing an apartment - they took their cat with them and went into the apartment. He tried to run away, snorted, and was nervous. In the end, they chose an apartment in which their cat felt good. And they live and enjoy themselves.
So a couple of cents for a bottle of valerian and knowledge of popular superstitions helped the seller sell the apartment.
My sister got a boyfriend. And also, the faucet in her apartment started leaking. And so, on one of their dates, the guy came with a new faucet and installed it. He said: "I wanted to buy flowers, but it's better to have this, it costs the same anyway."
Actor Sergei Solovyov recalled that sometime after the premiere of the detective "Ten Mauritians" they met with Alexander Abdulov, discussed their affairs and briefly touched on the film.
- Listen, tell me, how did it end? Who's the scoundrel? - asked Abdulov.
- Sasha, are you crazy? You were in it! Okay, I haven't read the book, but the script!..
- Solovyov was amazed.
- Yes, I read the script until the moment when my hero was killed on the tenth page.
I have no idea how it ended...
I took part in a sports competition and during registration the following conversation took place:
- Last name?
- Tsymbaev, with an Ы
- I'm not stupid, I know the rules of the Russian language.
- So according to the rules it has to be with I
She looked at me very angrily and muttered something under her breath.
After the competition I received a certificate, and in it: Tsimbaev