Walk with small. He’s on the pitch, I’m on the phone. Behind the bushes on the neighboring bench three girls aged 20-30 talk.

... I fell asleep today, rushed, broke my nail, broke my socks, and here the clock knocks at the door. I open it with a bouquet. Naorala on him, said that I do not want to see let it fail and thrown this bouquet into the entrance.

And he what?

He took it and left!

Friends of Choir

Here is the goat!



My ears, I cried from laughter myself.