I bought cement on the way to the construction, a folding grid, and something else... And then I remembered that I needed a solder and cannabis. She went to the store with the younger while the father and the older ones tied a grid to the trunk. I go out - and he so communicates with his uncle, who loaded a huge ring of glass-plastic armor on the trunk. I think: Well, the man is already thinking about the second closure! And yet everyone didn’t want to even consider this armature... I’m glad... Sit down, we go. Dad is excited:
Well here! There are shops that cut it! They still have cuts!
I suspect something wrong:
And what?
- And we guys can make nice bowls at all in vain!