I met a former classmate yesterday. In general, in school he was thick to horror and constantly ate all sorts of bulls in class. It was called a bubble bubble.



Not seen for 10 years, somewhere I only heard that after school in the gym began to walk with disastrous force. Sitting on a diet, hit the sport.



So here. I walk around the house and see the car standing up. The driver and so and so - in no one.And there is a guy fit, healthy, like a closet. He raises the “six” from behind and he moves safely forward.



Then I go to the bakery – baaa! There is a bubble! Fat as hell. It is worth eating.