We took our daughter to the zoo of domestic animals. The zoo was unattended, mountains were shit everywhere. The first impression is a lot of mess. Wherever you look, someone must meet. directed to something. Even snakes crashed - for the first time in my life I saw them do it, although the possibilities seemed to have been enough. During the stay in the zoo, we managed to visually compare the amount of shit produced by indouts and straws. To see how interesting and, a little embarrassing the spectators, met the wild cock. Distinguish a fucking pig from a fucking donkey (it’s hard! The guard told us. Well, and a bonus - I went into someone's shit and for a long time forged the rifle-foot pads of a barefoot. The zoo is shit.