Such times have come that it is better to keep silent, at least, in a three-layer cloth. The word is too expensive.

I call a taxi from home to the garden on Sunday morning. I rarely use a taxi, but my wife from the morning on the car has already rushed into this very garden. Girl controller protaratorila: Grey ten, the number is like that, in 5 minutes leave.
I go out, I sit down.

My grandmother is driving. Welcome to “Welcome!” Immediately we settled, we talked. In retirement for a long time, taxes the first year, from my husband got the car, before I did not trust. They talked mentally. Arrived at the gate of the garden, cost 70 rubles. I pull 100 rubles, and the grandmother instead of giving me a cake! With a potato! I agreed, of course. She removes the cover from the pot (!Then he pulls and stretches (hand in bag) a stinking cake, straight hot. I go out, bite... And something so sad (although not to regret) grandmother. As she turned, I decided to brake her. I stop, I run to her.

Cake is waste! Can you buy it all?

“Oh, son, forgive me, but I just got on the line, I need to get enough for all the customers.

I think I could work in the United Nations.
I’m constantly upset and worried, and I don’t do any shit.

Xxx: In our zoo, the bears slept quite late. Especially if the summer is long and warm.   In general, putting in winter sleep, this process is quite lengthy. Here he is all day rounding around the crib (in cells for beds they have built such kinds of boxes made of cribs). This is where he puts the salt. Here he went down, lay down... but something didn’t like, he started to roll over the cage again. All this time, the bear is eating. very much. Especially loves the seed that your horse. He eats, but he does not eat. The Copy.  But at last he humbled, went into his barley, turned around there, laying down, and the exit with the straw stopped. Only one fragrance remains, from which the couple comes. The mice lay down, and the zoos breathed relieved. Their work slowed dramatically until the spring.

New Year’s holidays are coming. Everyone is fun, the people are celebrating, fireworks crack day by day. And that bear’s whisper is obviously waking up. They are not used to sleeping in such noise. These sleepy mouths come out of the berlog, and look with great disapproval at the shame that is being created around. And zootechnicians with heart failure are watching for crabs. This is called the “moment of truth”. This is the nature of the bear. If the awakened bear comes out of the berlog, looks around, and then returns to his bedroom, then everything is normal. Sleep until spring. And if the upset mouse is upset, then everything - come, go, watch. Allow the shadow for the whole winter.  This livestock, not only that is always in a bad mood, but also constantly requires care, as well as food, which for the winter period in the zoo budget is not planned. And the poor zootechnicians, the mother through the teeth of the bear, fireworks, New Year and all the white light, drive the toptygin out of the cylinder, and begin to clean a huge bunch of shit from the frozen concrete.