Believe it or not, but I swear by Allah, it was.
I have one friend, Lecha Gunderman. After school, not to serve
In the army, he went to the menta, and so he stayed. Over the past time
even a small "career" to do - from the ordinary PPS-nik came to
Opera, and the other day produced it in captains.
Well, here, we sat yesterday in the cocktail on the first CPC, we note in a narrow circle.
Drinking a snack, everything at the level, and the culprit of the celebration of something is dark.
After the tenth step, the songs were tightened on the rope, and here Lecha stands up and masches.
by hand;
And guess it! I wrote here recently... Happiness sing...
Well, all the currents welcome and Lech in the manner of "Generals of Sand Careers"
He cried out in full voice:

I started my life in the pebbles of mint-avsky, and good words, I don’t.
See also Al...
When you licked the children of the swahili, I beat the people, I bribe the bra-al...
When you see me, don’t hide your eyes, and don’t spit in your back.

Lech did not have time to sing, the rhythm was stifled by the hysterical laughter of the neighbors.