Everyone has stories to tell in a noisy company to turn the party up. It can be a funny incident from life or, conversely, something that is embarrassing to share. And sometimes events happen that cannot be explained, and you involuntarily begin to believe in the supernatural.
And God forbid that there are fewer of the latter, and good moments "shoot" more often. According to the strange law of meanness, funny incidents from life are rare, and more and more disappointments are remembered. But memory protects us and prudently brings us at the right time, not allowing us to go crazy in an unfair world. Here are some incidents that will reveal the thought.
An interesting case from life
Omit the names, dates and hide the scene. Let's say that it was autumn in a large city. Well, a man got drunk - with whom it does not happen. Holiday, good mood and affordable alcohol - no one is insured. As usual, accompanied by a drinking buddy whom he recognized an hour ago, but is already ready to give his life for him, our hero decided to go in search of affordable love at night.club.
On foot such beauties do not walk according to status and it was decided to catch the "cucumber". Here a new comrade helped, pointing to a parked car with the words "we'll fly in one fell swoop." Friends settled down with a beer in the back seat, not embarrassed by the lack of a driver. And the driver was not easy. The local "brotherhood" collected "tribute" in a small market and, out of habit, left the car side by side.
Robbed so raked
How surprised and delighted were the “brothers” who looked like two barrels when they heard the drunken “boss, two counters”. The fight was short lived. Our hero without a hat hid in the bushes, and his new best friend migrated to the trunk. It's funny to you, but a man quit drinking when he could no longer find a comrade. This interesting case from life changed his life, endowing him with caution when choosing a taxi and a he althy liver. Such a lesson…
An interesting case from school life
How many horror films began with the words "schoolchildren gathered on a camping trip." But here the analogy with the genre that combines comedy with mysticism is more suitable. Firstly, there were many strange warnings, as if a higher power was opposed to letting teenagers go into the forest. Flat tires, forgotten phones and an intractable seller of the wine and vodka department interfered. But still, the children escaped into nature, capturing the tents and hiding the cherished bottle under the jacket.
The first night went well. The youth warmed themselves by the fire, told horror stories and secretly ran into the bushes to take a sip of alcohol, so that the adults would not see through. Morning clouded a littlehangover, but wellness activities should be carried out. Then a rubber boat appears on the scene. The old, shabby grandfather's vessel did not inspire confidence even on the shore.
But there is no one braver than a hungover kid, and fishing with a sore head is, in general, a tradition. And here is an interesting case from life that could have ended badly: the dilapidated tarpaulin tore, and the guys began to drown in the middle of a huge lake. And the class teacher would have to cut down the forest, if one of the unfortunate fishermen did not turn out to be a master of sports in swimming. Pulled out a friend. Without boots, pants and iPod, but pulled out. And the mysticism is that the previous evening the story about the drowned people living in this reservoir had a special success. How can you not think about the revenge of the irritated dead?
Superstitious junkie
I once thought of one representative of the public bottom to buy funds for depression. Nashibal on the ruble at the station and went. First, he drove past the police parade. Then I met a traffic cops car with a gloomy number "H 666 ET". And to top it off, the cat, a filthy, mangy black cat, hit the confidence of a superstitious junkie.
And he wanted to turn back, spit and become a full-fledged citizen. However, the legs themselves brought to the address, and we can say that the person was not to blame. It's all the damned shoes - they are to blame for his addiction. But we digress. How surprised the devout "shirik" was when the masked man opened the cherished door. Strong arms pulled him intoapartment and thrown against the wall, which already stood a dozen of the same losers. Then there was a bullpen, a few days and a savory black eye. This sad and at the same time funny case from life struck a drug addict. And instead of quitting, on the way to the point, he began to listen more carefully to the signs from above.
There is no morality - no one is to blame for the fact that people are in drug captivity, and there are no such signs that will help to quit or warn that the abyss is close. You can only unsuccessfully fight and wait for your roundup.
The trick is to live
Everything comes with experience. You won't be able to tell your friends an interesting life story if the world is limited to home and work. Sitting in an apartment and communicating only with a ficus, a person deprives himself of happy take-offs, bitter disappointments and dangerous adventures. Nietzsche said that existence can be called complete when its sign is different from zero. It doesn't matter if it's plus or minus, days pass in sorrow or in happiness - we live when we feel.
