What is Moydodyr famous for?

The fact that all dirty, sluts and lazy people will forcibly wash! Brushes and wool to his aid will call - and let's rub the dirty nose and sides!

So it's better to respect Moidodyyr, do not fight with cleanliness and wash yourself voluntarily! Especially since the water in the bathroom is warm and affectionate, and soap foam is fragrant and tender, and it's much more pleasant to clean than unwashed walk.

Unkempt children, because neither clothes nor blankets with pillows do not like. And how will they take and flee once to the end of the world from sluts? Grieve then become dirty. No, it's better to love cleanliness from childhood!

"Listen, children: there was a cat in the world, overseas, Angora" and, as it should be for overseas cats, she was glamorous and liked to boast of her refinement: she invited neighbors: a goat with a goat, a rooster with a chicken, a pig, boasted, that he knows how to sing, that the house has beautifully furnished.

Only their nephews, the kittens of minors, did not invite me and did not drink tea: she did not like beggars, who are staggering around the city, they are begging for food.

So the cat's house stood, until it burned down. And how burnt, so suddenly it turned out that there was nowhere to go to the cat! Only to the nephews, whose house - one name: there is no roof, the floors have been eaten by the mouse ...

"Everyone chooses for themselves. A woman, a religion, a road ... "

A favorite girl considers him a nonentity, a mediocre actor. He has neither money nor work. He is ready to do anything to prove to her that he is a real man.

He was offered a casting. But the cantor is somehow incomprehensible.

Office strange. Do not you stand up? He had never heard of them before.

And the secretary gives him too many directions. Obnagle, impudent. The skirt would have been more truly put on, it's still not working in a nightclub.

He will be asked to sing a song, tell about himself. And then - to fulfill a special task.

In any life situation, the most important thing is not to give up.

As in that fairy tale about a frog that was thrown into a jug with cream, and she pawed so hard that they turned into butter and she survived.

He will show them who else whom!

An astonishing spectacle of an out-of-date play with an exciting storyline. Talented actors are better than others. Simply good fellows!

The road will be mastered by the going.

Star and death of Vladimir Mayakovsky.

Listen to the butterfly of the poetic heart.

Listen to it! After all, if the poet did create, he left us his poems, then this is simply necessary!

He wore a yellow sweater of three sunset arshins. And he walked the Don Giovanni and the veil.

Consider all the details, get to know him, as if he were alive. More than alive.

How do we represent it? Great, thundering! A frightened, snooty bully, hiding behind his shield like a shield, for his yellow sweater.

He was very young. And he died, and did not grow up. Poet provocateur, shouting his manifestoes. A man with a child's heart.

He still had a monument to him in his lifetime. How he hated every kind of deadness. And adored all life.

Do you know what, Mayakovsky? And let's live together?

Sugar is the taste of life. Him and ours. Sugar is the sweetness of love. Tart and unbearably bitter.

The doctor-professor knows for sure that all the problems - from the fact that the spouses do not have enough sex! However, he also advises the other patient to do more ...

Only in actual fact it turns out that the professor himself is not very well versed in what he says: he simply theorizes!

And how can they arrange their sex lives if they do not get along long ago? .. The wife, maybe, and not against caresses, but that's just it has long been so ridiculous and absurdly looks like that her husband does not look at her without pity can...

Or maybe all these strange people are hospital patients, mentally ill? Unexpected turn. There is a lot of irony in this approach to sex! ..

Oh, these absinthe dreams!

The atmosphere of the old French cafe reigns on the stage: here they came to dissolve in drowsy dreams to dream and dream ...

The green light looms everywhere - it is a reflection of greenish absinthe, a terrible potion now forbidden.

It gives birth to visions.

But not only does it envelops and stupefies - the music is stronger than the green charms of the drink. Visitors to the cafe sing: four voices, four characters, four fates, four sung stories. Here it is, the ability to pour out the soul in the song!

Prudish Englishmen? Yes, they are cheerful and ironic!

About his brilliant comedy Oscar Wilde said that she can turn life into a real holiday, not only for contemporaries, but for descendants. Aphoristic replicas of the heroes: "If you are not for long, I am ready to wait for you all my life" or "Absolutely immoral person ...

This is the only explanation for his incomprehensible attractiveness. " (If I'm too well-dressed, I redeem it because I'm too well brought up).

Gentlemen Algernon Moncriff and Jack Warding fall in love with the girls, each of whom dreams of a narrowing by the name of Ernest (in translation from English - serious). Will they manage with the charmers? Relatives do not approve of these unions.

The successful resolution of an old story with a child once lost will help the lovers to find happiness.

With his characteristic talent to look at the classical play in a completely new way, the director Dolmazyan created an enchantingly funny and beautiful play with almost circus tricks.

Make sure that an easy and cheerful performance can be intelligent, stylish and intelligent.

Look at you, Carnival!

Ah, Ahov! Do not be afraid, there will be a great post for you.

A rich merchant, full-full of his box and chintz, and brocade, and money. And the money is for the bride.

I'm used to trading, and even love affairs go in the form of buying and selling. In the morning money is in the evening wife. In the evening the wife - in the morning money.

But he can consoled himself as much as he likes with the thought that money solves everything. I forgot that people are not a commodity. And for marriage, such a thing as feelings is necessary.

Who could have imagined that a nephew, passionately in love with a girl, would intervene in the event? One misfortune is that he is as poor as a church mouse.

There is a hard choice before a homeless woman: reluctant to marry a decrepit but rich old man and arrange a mother's life or give herself up to a sense of impatience and poverty, but the happiness to live with a sweet shop assistant?

But before the fateful choice are all participants in the events. How to be a mother? To sacrifice the welfare of her daughter or her happiness? A merchant? Continue to all tyrannize, seeking his own, or to accept his fate?

The young man reflects on whether to continue to humble himself before his uncle or get courage and send him to hell?

In the main place, do not eat each other.

What a stupid, absurd war - neither to give nor take a cabaret.

The beginning of the First World War. The Germans want to fight, for them the war is a valorous adventure, a heroic adventure. The French are also ready. For them, military actions are a series of romantic feats and beautiful victories.

What neither those nor the others expected was the long, painfully prolonged hell in which they walked. The pernicious days of shooting, when those who yesterday played together in football today are mercilessly killing each other. Terrible days of trench wait, when you have to lie in the mud, tolerate lice and diseases and reap, wait, wait ... When is the end?

It is not for nothing that it is said that at the end of the war soldiers often do not remember why they went to her at first. War erases all human, including memory, leaving only a raid of inhuman breath of bloodshed.

Metallurgians are paid - nothing at all, and even when they are fired, at least their teeth are on the shelf. Here six metallurgists were reduced, and new jobs can not be found.

Where to go? Where are the salaries now good? Right, nowhere and nowhere.

Although ... wait! Here is the announcement: a nightclub, a male striptease, and the prices are somewhere, the prices are ... sky-high. That's who lives well-the stripper! And what? A noble profession - I will give pleasure, amuse and amuse myself.