Those of you! During the victorious euphoria, I washed a child from a slight hustle. I see, the pulse is scratched, took the green, smashed, everything is okay. Then the Musa visited me, put her there, took the green again, and went on... I painted it in full: the stars on my shoulders, the name on the fingers of my hand, etc. The wife comes in - and almost loses consciousness, type, you are a thief, we need to go to the doctor tomorrow. They started to wash - no hero, a high-quality German green was kept, like Akinfeev. And so go. The doctor, according to his wife, was carefully interested, and who is your father...