I have a friend, we go to work. He has a small cargo company. There are not enough stars in the sky, but there is life. And then I (I) I am familiar (z)

I said, “What’s new?”

“Normal, I bought Logan, I rent a taxi.”

I: “And how can I earn it?”

A: “No of course. But what, no fun. In the afternoon, the car at the tenant, in the evening to me it catches, stands next to the house until the morning. Sometimes, from nothing to do, I take a taxi in the evenings, I'm connected to Yandex.

I said “Stop! So are you the same taxi driver who tells you that he has his business, and he charges for the soul?”

Z: “Nay, I try to keep silent, or we are such a sex of the country)))”

So guys, they exist.