Humor - Jokes.

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Dorm.  On the 5th floor, in my friend Yura’s room, they gathered
company to drink beer. Well, they took a beer, sat, talked, and relaxed.
There was a lot of beer and after a while everyone was pretty tipsy.
shi. Some of those present complained that it was a bit boring
Dim and that it would be nice to have some fun. They began to come up with ideas -
how. (It would not be amiss to note here that the people in the company
desperately lazy came up.) And some all came to mind
inappropriate entertainment: either required a lot (according to student
by Kim standards) investment of funds, or a lot of “power energy” (yes-
easy to walk, fuss, etc.). And finally, one comrade (Dima
Matvienko) came up with the idea:

- Dudes, #la! Let's throw Yurin's old chair out the window and...
Let's watch how it flies beautifully and crashes beautifully, ah,
#la? And you don’t have to go anywhere, nah..

The people did not mind at all; everyone thought the idea was wonderful.
Yura didn't mind either, because... the chair was really old, not
It's a pity.  We opened the window, took seats to observe the flight and arrive.
earthing of a doomed chair. Dima took a chair and:
5- Eh-eh-h-h, #la-ya-ya!!!! , - threw it out the window.

The chair really “went beautifully”, but at the final point of the flight it did not
broke into pieces, as expected, but stuck with all four
feet into the ground.  There he stood: safe and sound. Disappointed
the public began to attack the no less disappointed Dima:

 - You should have thrown it harder!
  - I had to trust, I had to trust!!
  - If you don’t know how, don’t try it, you’re a fucking scammer!!!

Everyone sat down in their places, uncorked another beer and began to
I need Dima to run downstairs for a chair to repeat
attempts. And although Dima decided for himself, no matter what it takes,
finish with a chair that didn’t want to break, go down (5th floor
after all) he didn’t want to. And so (after another bottle of pi-
va) another brilliant thought struck him.

 - Why the hell should I run? Let's take a 32 kilogram from a neighbor
I’ll grab a weight and use it to finish off the nasty chair!!!

Of course, no one thought that they would also need to go for the weight.
They opened the window and took their seats. Dima takes the weight and, aiming at the chair,
As far as the drunk beer allowed, fuck her out the window. Past.

 - #YAY!!!!
  - Oblique!!! You need to aim better!
  - Where are you throwing it, asshole?!?

Dima, dumbfounded by such bad lucktakes off and runs downstairs
for the weight, because the people decided to destroy the chair in this way.
A few minutes later, out of breath, Dima returns with a weight.
Everyone got ready... BAM! Past again... When Dima returned to
the second time Yura, staggering slightly, said:

 - Guys! Why are you eating your brains! Tie a rope to the rupe and you-
pull her out the window. And you don’t have to run every time. To teach you everything
nada.

No sooner said than done. Somewhere a cove with a rope was found. One
the end was tied to the rupe, and the other, so as not to be accidentally missed, to
the leg of a dorm bed. (Subsequently no one could say for sure
Either they completely forgot about the length of the rope, or I’ll estimate it by eye...
Lee).Once again Dimon approaches the window with a weight. Throws it. And
Here's what happens:

The bed, to which the weight is tied, suddenly flies up to the window and
gets stuck in it among the screaming, drunk and swearing people
campus of men. On the third floor, in the freshmen's room
the sound of a breaking window is heard and a 32-kilo flies into the room
logram weight. With a terrible crash she falls onto the table by the window,
at which time nepbak is reading the notes. Table papolam.
The first guy is unconscious on the floor. Yura flies out of the dorm and almost falls out
flies from the institute. :(