Two drivers and a drunk passenger in the rear seat.
The passenger wakes up and says:
I will smoke!
Yes please.
He smoked and got sick.
Fuck me, listen to me!
Blow to health!
The passenger stumbled. He will not shrink and speak.
– Listen, I can suck the hunt, and my legs don’t hold, let me go right here?
Of course! The driver permits.
The passenger sucked, relaxed, smoked again and talked.
You have a taxi, you can do anything. Smoking, smoking and sweating.
“I’m not a taxi driver, I’m an employee of the service of ‘treasury driver’,” the driver replies.