Just that: returning from a late walk to the source of food, he walked through a wide alley, where the shelves stood on the sides. I decided to sit down and rest. Just on the side, on the contrary, a guy sits on the bench and looks at the phone.

The hallway, by the way, is very bright, you can read books at night.

There are two girls passing by, classically discharged in minis and shorts, and walking something intermediate between a dog, a rat and a squirrel, without a leash.

For an unknown reason, the girls fell asleep to smoke and talk about "life" between me and the guy. And, for the same unknown reason, their mini-mutant with open eyes begins, squeezing, to whip an innocent guy.

He first looks silently at the saucer, then at the girl. The slide reduces the distance and increases the frequency of sound oscillations. The guy, trying to break through them, polently asks the girls to attach the animal to the thread, but they ignore the request. The second request is accompanied by an unclear answer such as "what does it not bother."

Here, the saucer, apparently getting the spiritual support of his guardians, clings to the poor guy in the trousers.

I was ready for a fierce clash of all four participants with each other, but the guy reluctantly removed the phone in his jacket, lifted the seam behind the necklace, removed it from the trousers, and carefully put it... in the trash.  Such, you know, cylindrical shape, which on the pillars of the lighthouse attached over the ground.

He took on his deeds.

To get out of the bottom of the garbage, the sewing could not, and exploded with an even louder nervous crackling.

The girls, of course, rushed to save their "miracle", and began to shout the dissolving shadow of the guy of threat and insult of the most different degrees of decency.

Listening to this stream to the end I did not decide, and also rushed home.

The boy comes in the morning and says:

If you like a girl at work, give her a flower.

Wife: what, b##

No one contributes so much to the development of domestic tourism as food suppliers with a ban on traveling abroad.

The camera history.

One Saturday morning, I got a call from the department.
And Alexander Georgievich?
He is the same.
This is area. Please come to my office with your IS-12.
Just with him?
Others are not interested.
has arrived. There, at the entrance, a sergeant waits and you have to go through a long corridor, behind the turn of which the section office. I was not there, but I found it.
Hi to you.
Hi to you.
and here.
Staley looked at the permit, swirled the number with iron.
and all.
All of it? What happened to that?
Murder with the use of 12 caliber circumcision. We are checking the presence of guns in Kiev and the region.
A. Well yes So I went?
Goodbye to you.
I go to the exit, and the sergeant does not let me on the post! He says I have to have a passport to leave! In other words, I am a fugitive.
Behold, this sergeant stuck me in a monkey near the entrance to the department, and he went out to find out.
Beauty in the monkey. A couple of bombs of both sexes, the alchemy sleeps and goodbye!
Such a goodwill, collages with Lurex, papyrus asks. Lack of bonds.
We smoke with her, we have a worldly conversation. Menta is not. Will I show you a rifle?
and Hach!! to
I gathered, gathered, gathered and gathered.
A minute later, twenty ranks higher than the starters go through the corridor.
How I was overwhelmed when they saw that from a monkey in them was targeted a 12-caliber prostitutes with a papyrus in the corner of their mouth!

I was driven out of the lie, and the prostitute was not taken with me. and sorry. We seem to have already been friends.

Humble to disgrace... After disgrace again humble.

We were 14 years old. We, it is me, Vytke, Rus (Ruslan), Slavka, Lechka.

All free time spent in the stadium, playing football (in one gate).

We come to the stadium of the countryside, bring water in a three-litre bank, drink very much wanted)))

We were sent to death by one old man, Sereza Safin.



He will come (living near the stadium), and let us wash (pnet, strike, push). Scott in one word. He is healthy, going to the army in autumn, and we are 13-14 years old.

Serrezh was taken to the army (then taken for 2 years).

Flying 2 years.

Sergey came from the army, went out to the stadium, and there we, in football, cut.

Sereza remembered how he chased us to the army, nostalgia covered him.

I came (in the parade with the axelbants),

“Well, salabons, how have you lived here while I pulled the shaft for you?”

And the lashes on the face lash with all their strength.



Here he was pleasant. All together, a lot and disorderly. He lay on the ground and just waved.

And you know, I’m not sorry for this fall. And when they say it’s unfair and unfair, I mean, it all depends on the circumstances.