When I was 20, I just got married and tried to do the farm, go there to cook and so on.

I went to the store and bought a stone. The living.

I wrapped it in paper, and I pulled it.

Just a few steps from the store passed, as he decided to free at any cost)

A bird flew out of my hands and the kajak crashed between the shoulder to a man who was three meters ahead.

He fell into the grass.

The man looked around and saw nothing suspicious. I naturally pretended nothing. It was a pity to cook it later.