At one time I was very interested in skateboarding.I met with the instructor, who taught me to ride.Well, and engaged.They ran mostly at night, since they lived in the same house.And here in our next skateboarding, I was very overwhelmed to write.And I can't go anywhere, but I can't stand.Well, I decided on the old side of the entrance.And there's dark+ I'm still on the skateboard.I say "Vitalik, go hold me by the hand.Just turn away.
I take off my pants, I sit down and crack.But here I hear under my ass a shroud and an unhappy voice, "HERE'S BLACK" I look between my legs, and there is a FACE!I scratched on the bomja.On that day there was my best performance on the rolls.I, without pants, along the house, with screams,and even writing!Well, Vitalik forgot the phone at home and did not remove this horror.Al it rusted for a long time.Kill me please, it still seems to me that people are touching me.