If you love something too much, especially harmful, you have to take it immediately and in excess. Checked and released. My father taught me to smoke when I was younger, forcing me to smoke half a cigarette at a time. I almost died, and I hated cigarettes. When my wife couldn’t force herself to diet, I fed her two cakes in the evening. She could not look at sweets for a week.
I love money. Give me them in excess!!! )))))
Zzz: WOW, you will go to the annual audit at our bank’s box office on December 31. In that year, at eight o'clock on the New Year's Eve, we spent four hours counting all the cash and repackaging it under the unsuspecting cameras of the SBhnikov. Not fighting or escaping. I counted that money so much that it was disgusting to look into the wallet. And the noise of the recounting machine can still not be heard.