Honestly, I thought Onfimich was pursuing it. The name is. But not though. It was just paternity. Andrei Onfimych Pensioner, a veteran of the NGO "Energy", worked in the training workshop of his native office. Those who managed to avoid the PTU and go to the 9th class, still studied the working specialty in this workshop. Once a week.
It was said that Onfimych once a month would drill a hole with a diameter of three millimeters in a ready-made rocket. Moreover, if this hole is wrapped a couple of millimeters deeper than it is placed, the tank can be pierced and the rocket can be thrown away. For this he was awarded the bet of an instrumental slider of the 6th grade. Well, for teaching us, the Ohlamons, too.
From his ancestry, it was a gray old, so we did not miss the opportunity to climb over the starper.

Once we deliberately talked to him about dissidents, gulags and other Solzhenitsyns. They hoped to hear from his mouth the slogans of home-for-Stalin... Onfimich breathed, looked at his tattoos on his fingers, apparently campers. He silenced and said:
It may be true, but this is what I will say. You can tell your friends how your father is chewing, and your mom is full of fools. But in the palace of culture from the stage and for the money you will not make such anecdotes about your parents...
And these people are not badly selling for the shame of my homeland. What should I think about them? I and Raikkonen don’t like it very much. About a drunk slug, he hugs greatly, but when the sorter gets hit, he immediately begins to respect the slug. And he respects the hour two, until the sorter is cleansed. And what is this opinion if it depends on the toilet?

Onfimich corrected the curvature of my hands so that no institute or red diploma had ruined me. Until now I can do what others need a milling machine for... I have a book of a fourth-class instrumental slider. And that conversation in five minutes worked the brain. I don’t know what more to be thankful for...