My friends carefully picked up a birthday present for my teenage daughter. We found in the store a magnificent edition of the Brothers Strugatsky. But they decided that it would be small, and added a few notes. Money was placed between the pages. Tell me, this is a surprise! Not only are the stories exciting, that make you think, but also the dungeons. The daughter’s reaction shocked them:

– Rodokie, are you completely squeezed? ! to Why do I need a book? ! to

- So you polystyred her, - shyly offered the shattered parents.

Why should I list her? ! to

Here you look! With these words, the father began to shake the book, and money came from there.

“Oh, you who are backward,” the daughter breathed, softening, “there is a envelope for that! It just ruined my mood.

This is where the birthdays really shrink.