My sister drinks tea. I turned to the TV, put the tea on the table, and there was a bat, and the poppy bathed! The sister quarreled, quarreled and forgot about tea on the table. Mother is coming. He sits with a thoughtful look. I decided to tell her a funny story about a parrot and tea. She was so silent a little, looked in front of herself, breathed and got another peanut from her mouth. "I wondered where the pear came from in the tea"