I go to the subway and suddenly the stomach starts to spin, well, I think - fuck me... I get to the station, jump out, run to the outlet to the turnikets, there are usually metro employees quiet. I approach a woman in shape, I ask - where is the toilet? I will explode! She - we do not have, there is free on the street 100 meters from the subway (showing where to run). I don’t run that fast anymore. I try to squeeze the bulky that there is urine, and in the stomach of the BUUR BUUUUR BUR ah thyž suca BURRR Oh shit, oh shit... I go out, I look with my eyes filled with blood... I see the toilet... I go in, there the woman cleans up, I go into the first cabin and I look at the toilet paper – no... I go out, I open the next cabin – no... next cabin – no... fuck... I ask the woman – toilet paper where? where, where - in the fifth, the entrance next to 10 meters... uff uff... crumbling in the fifth, because. The muscles of the buttocks are cramped... the legs are not listening, the head whispers like the stomach... I go into the fifth, I catch the toilet paper and.... I understand that everything is moving and death... the death of the whole pet... I stand, licking cold afternoon, with paper in the hands and with the eyes opened BUR BUR BUR... a shop employee passes by... I shake his hands, I say everything, call an ambulance, health inspection and firefighters - now you will have a horror that there is on the floor and that luster will also be... now we are two with the eyes opened and we hold one toilet paper... the employee says - and follow me. I – I cannot go. Employee - then crumble at least, but I will take you to the toilet! I was pulled into the cushion, there was a push... oh my god, what a beautiful, wonderful little, poor, terrible toilet. How I was pleased with him. And how pleased the fifth was when I left there - everyone accompanied me :DD