Do you want to make God laugh? Tell him about your plans.

Everything seemed so reasonable.

A rich man, a respected chairman of the bank's management was going to celebrate the anniversary of this organization. But unexpectedly his wife came ...

Why does not she let him do business? To get rid of her endless stories about relatives and girlfriends he never succeeds.

How would you put it out of the bank?

And some old woman is bothering him, who came to ask him for her husband's pension. But he did not work in this bank!

The accountant writes the annual report. The confusion with women prevents him from concentrating.

Will they find any way out of this situation?

The second story of the bet that the millionaire concluded with a young lawyer. The rich man promised him two million rubles if he would stay in voluntary imprisonment for fifteen years.

Is this incredible story going to end without the intervention of a woman?

"Do not say that youth has ruined, that jealousy has been tormented by mine."

"The thing is that a woman wants to live her life, and a man wants to live his own life. And everyone tries to reduce the other from the right path. "

Can I teach a simple flower girl to speak English like a duchess?

The professor of phonetics promised his friend that he would do it and took the smudge in his London mansion.

If only he knew that he had to go through with her!

Moods, claims and reproaches are half the battle. Communication with her impudent dad scavenger of any will drive mad!

But the girl was not only nice and charming, but also a diligent student.

She sings very nice and dances well. I liked the beauty even of the professor's mother.

Can an aristocrat love a commoner? But he was already so used to it ...

And it is not easy for him to believe. A trustworthy girl can be deceived by anyone.

"Did you meet men who would be decent in dealing with women?"

I was having a dream. Not everything in it was a dream.

Poor brides of small county towns. How difficult is it for them to arrange a personal life! No worthy party.

But by a lucky coincidence, a rich prince came to the city alone. Well also what, what aged? The man though where! In addition to youth, nothing was lost.

One of the local ladies, his good friend, in any way trying to pass for him his beautiful daughter. That at first was capricious, but the prospect of loneliness frightens her.

The old prince is glad to be able to regain his youth. And the wedding seems to have already been decided ...

But, what a fairy tale, if there is no villain in it? Denied once a pretender to the hand of the girl is declared to take revenge. The intrigue twists.

Do not believe your eyes, all matchmaking is just a dream, says the insidious villain.

This prince is simply a fatal man. I arrived, spent one day in the city, but left me indelible memories for life. So he left in full confidence that he slept well. A dream ... so little that can dream!

What if our whole life is only a dream of something that will never happen?

A dream is a lifetime.

Together - more fun! And the rain is afraid to be more cheerful, and the echoes to be called out, and the secret language to invent ...

And it's impossible to divide singly and singly into singles, it's absolutely necessary to have a comrade there!

In general, without a friend anywhere. Therefore, the kitten Gav and the puppy made friends. Now they go to visit each other and walk together.

Where it became more interesting to live! It is necessary, say, a puppy for a cutlet to hide. Then the kitten will help him: hide it in the stomach, and deal with the end. No one will find a cutlet anymore, no one will take it!

"How long ago it was, and was there anyway what was ..."

With these words from a letter written more than a hundred years ago, a performance begins.

Sisters Prozorov are deeply unhappy. These noble young women never found their place in life.

Most recently their father died, the general. Grief from this loss is difficult for them to survive.

They are gasping for the boredom of a provincial city, and most importantly for lack of love.

And their only brother is unmarried.

The eldest of sisters does not like and does not respect her husband.

The average sister remained an old maid. It seeks to fill the void of its life with a multitude of unnecessary deeds.

The younger sister fell in love, but is afraid even to admit it.

How to survive in the whirlpool of passions and anxieties? Men do not live up to their expectations.

They dream about interesting work, about a new life in a big city, about Moscow.

But it's impossible to escape from oneself.

The last coin of his past lives out.

A noble house, a beautiful garden. How good it is here in the spring, when the cherry blossoms!

Now the garden is partially cut down, the villas will be built. Everything is sold, lost.

The new master is happy: his father and on the threshold of such a noble house were not allowed, but now he owns all the property. But also unhappy too: how would he like that this light beauty does not go away so that the former owner of the garden does not leave so that the blooming of the beautiful garden continues like a beautiful fairy tale ... like a dream of that paradise of a carefree noble life in which people do not think about deeds, Trading, money.

Thriller with cabbage filling.

Once in the KVN I heard American blues about Little Red Riding Hood. Since then, I am smiling at her mention ...

This, of course, what should be a brave girl to scratch one. Through the forest. Yes, and with pies. Nobody argues, granny is sacred. But, it seems, Mama does not care at all that her wolf can take a snack.

But then went to a psychological thriller. A sophisticated assassin (besides a wolf) cunningly tries to find out the path for the girl and ... even a patty, a bastard, begged.

Eats the grandmother entirely (just imagine now the size of this monster - the grandmother something to swallow), but the further attention ... disguises (!) In her clothes and remains to wait for the Hood ...

In my opinion, the poor girl is waiting for a big surprise, after she "pulls the string."

Are you ready to please the child with a bright and juicy, musical and very funny fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood"?

Sing songs with all your favorite Hats, think about how to outwit an evil wolf and save a grandmother. And recharge the most radiant energy of this wonderful musical.

I will never regret that I have done a good deed.

Words, of course, are good. It's amazing when they are pronounced by a twelve-year-old boy.

He would be hooliganized, mischievous, and his soul hurts when one of his friends is ill. He can not help them. This is his character.

The boy peacefully lives in New York with his mother. Father does not remember. He died when the child was small.

But my mother brought him up well. He is a faithful friend and caring son.

One day an English lawyer comes to their house. He talks about the commission of the grandfather of a boy, an English lord. Grandfather would like to see his grandson for the first time.

The lord was against the marriage of the youngest son. He married a simple American woman!

But the old man tragically lost all his sons. His only heir was an American boy.

A merry boy with his mother goes on a ship to England.

Will the young American have a common language with his prim English relative, the owner of the ancient castle?

Besides, it turned out that he was not the sole heir of the lord ...

"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 ...

In Moscow, there are places that can be called "Bulgakov": here the writer lived and worked, funny stories happened to him there. But especially the interests of those locations, which placed the author of the heroes of the novel "The Master and Margarita."

In places that played an important role in the life of Mikhail Bulgakov, and in those places that are noted in the novel, the guests of the excursion will be lucky with the retro tram "302-BIS". If you dive into the past, if you dive headlong into the world of the Bulgakov novel, then only on such a tram - stylish, beautiful. Such a tram - like an echo of the past times, missed several decades, which passed unnoticed.

But Moscow, undoubtedly, has changed. What did Bulgakov's contemporaries and the author of the "Master and Margarita" see? ..

Her talent is to drive men mad.

Of course, not the only one. A great actress. A real diamond on the stage.

But will it also be able to brightly shine, faced with mean people?

How interesting to look at the people of the theater outside the scene! They take off their masks and show their faces. Or do they always play like on stage?

It's hard to figure out where the joy is, but where the mountain is, where the theatrical passions are, and where the real ones are.

Young, talented, but inexperienced actress hopes for a successful career in the theater.

It's not good enough to be an actress to play well on stage. The theatrical world dictates its rules - one must be more supportive of some members of society, a little more compliant, then there will be major roles. An actor, after all, is a public profession?

The girl did not see any other way than to go to the keepers. She left to conquer the capital. Well, she is not the first, not the last.

Talent can be profitable to sell.

Wolf in sheep's clothing.

We are all not who we say we are. Someone wants to seem better than he really is. And someone tries on a mask from selfish interests.

This young man suffered greatly from his poverty. Well very much suffered. What kind of life, when all thoughts are only concerned with how to survive? I had to get out. After trying on a monastic robe, he went to look for a better share.

So what, what a lie. Everyone is lying. Literature is a lie. Advertising is a lie. Our banking system is a lie. Our whole life is one continuous clot of lies.

This blower acted on a big scale. I got wind of my confidence in the owner of the house, almost married my young daughter, looked at his wife with amiability. It is not difficult to deceive a person if he wants to.

But greed fraera ruined. The round sum of money, which was in his hands, brought him to clean water. Not every lie is a salvation.

What strikes harder? Lying or truth? There is no difference when your hands are handcuffed.