Comrade told somehow, he himself from somewhere from the village under Kherson. They had a half-stupid one, not bullish but funny and relatively harmless, shuffled on post. He was not looking for work, but
He lived with his grandmother alone (he was still in dignity). And here comes she tired after work, and he lies down and does not breathe. There is the following dialogue:
She: fuck all day foolish, at least anything would do at home. Soil for example by soap.
“I’m shocking to you, grandmother?”! to
She is: Yes! Pick up your clothes and fuck off from here!! to
He: Tanjuš and where do we have the trunk?