I went to the kindergarten for my daughter. Last week, the children painted eggs (empty) for Easter, and now all of these painted eggs are displayed in the dressing room. My daughter’s co-worker pulls me to the stand: Look, that’s what I painted! Yes, I say, very beautiful. The boy doesn't get away: You see, even signed - X and B, that means Хорошеев Вова, that's my name!