Fuck, fucking... stuck today in the elevator, pressing the button of the elevator call. I only had time to say "Entry 1, the elevator stuck". Next, I bring the revelation that appeared to me in the dynamic without separation:
(Woman’s voice, drunk in the ass): Oh fuck, fuck, there’s a fuck ringing. I hear a stupid whisper. Kolya was crazy, some iiiikKKK (smackdowns) epoch stuck in the elevator. 10 seconds of silence. Don’t put me in the bag. And then, to see, addressing me: You are the IIKKKK sit quietly, the rescue capsule will melt excess fuel and you will be saved. Hip-hop is out! YYYYYY"
The masterpiece of what to say...