He went to a friend, sat in VKontakte, playing a zombie farm.
I am on the unit:
What is this for?
He is a wooden...
That’s a cook, right?
Ahah...
Who else is there?
- There are other stones, but I lack brains for them (((
The voice of a neighbor’s room
It is blue!!! I know! I know!
The thought in the head "This is their family...."