I told a story on the weekend. On the street of October between Kalinin and
Mukhina is a shine mounting (This is the city of Krasnoyarsk). It is held by an elderly uncle, and young boys work. Among other services, the wheels are pumped with nitrogen, or something like this.
The witness says: I sit and wait for the wheel to be repaired. Approaches to the Infinity montage with a lowered wheel, a glamorous kiso comes out of it. This is the wheel, we need to repair it. Guys properly remove the wheel repair and in the course of the case one asks what to pump the wheels?
KISS: What is there?
At this moment in the guy apparently woke up Petrosyan, and he says, "Well air with different tastes: peach, strawberries.
The whole pipe mount begins to chick, everyone is doing their own thing, but the ears are turned to the devache.
KISS: How much is it worth?
for 800 rubles. All the wheels.
Everyone who is present is barely restrained so as not to shake their voices.
Kiso well, I have a strawberry.
Sino-montage is dying, everyone is ripping, people are trying to contain, isn’t it?
The wheels are pumped with strawberries. Kiso, without the shadow of a smile, counts the money leaves. Everyone is crying.
Then again the eyewitness: and I should have gotten so that in a couple of days I am on the same installation.
The same infinite comes in, a solid man comes out of him, and asks:
Did you ride this car two days ago? The boys stumbled into the cracks.
Who made the wheel on this car two days ago?
They will be punished, but they must be acknowledged.
The master comes out and humbly so, guilty: Well my guys did...
So you pumped my wife’s wheels with strawberries?
The owner :? Well? It is...mmm.
Do you have a thousand rubles?
The owner: A????!!!! to
I have not slept for three days! Ryu, told all the boys they just rolled out.
Shannon is in tears again.
The curtain.