I live in the bedroom area. In the neighboring house a police station.
This night, some two copters (drunk in shit) pursued somebody, for obvious reasons, could not move quickly, but cried very loudly.
3:15 I woke up from all this, and went out to the balcony to smoke and look at these two fools. Looking from the police department comes out a small mint and begins to steal to the screaming.
Apparently one was sober, burned mint and quickly dropped it.
The second was less precipitated.
Mint flies to the second and deftly strikes the hopper on the head.
Then I walked.
Mint puts his foot on a lying body, raises his hands toward the sky and gives out a thunder-like ring.
Vikings are fucking!! to
I'm going to go beyond that shit department!! to

The moon was full, the moon was full. :D