T-kun: Fuck, yesterday my niece burned HDD
The Ance?
T-kun: We sit with our cousin and drink beer. I drank. Then he throws a bottle into the barrel, and I looked at him in a disgraceful way, yet I am Peter’s... "It’s Moscow" he replies. I take my and his bottles, I throw them into the urn "This is Peter"- my replica. The niece sits, nodded... here she writes her juice, approaches the semi-open lounge, throws a sack of juice there and says, “This is Sparta, fuck, 6 years old child!” My brother and I died there XDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
Ance : X'''D fuck, I cry