Yesterday you came from the corporate New Year, I took off your boots, told you a hundred compliments, patiently listened to who they gave gifts, what a fool this Nelly Stepanovna, I danced with you three times your favorite song from Criminal Chiv, twice fucked you, on your capriza opened champagne, how I put you to sleep, smoothed your hair...
Today I came from the corporation: - long discussions, why it is so late and why the mask on the shirt, then a shirt on the e@lu and went to the x#y, drunk cattle, I don't talk to you.
Where is equality?