The boss said a few days ago that they and the boys in their youth loved to bow like lambs, and no one could beat him. I’ve given a prize for what I can. The boss is not stupid at all, but he likes to argue. At lunch, the jackets were picked up, the forehead to the forehead stood, a circle was rounded around the cradle (who will go for the circle - lost). I watched the whole floor! The fight was tough, but I won two rounds out of three, my prize! And also on the wall hanged my photo with the signature "Baran of the month")))