We have an ordinary office building - a bunch of small offices occupying 1-2 rooms. One of the neighbors was attacked by the police. with the OMON. Since there was no clutch, I went to the toilet to wash the cup after lunch. I go out, I hear from the men’s toilet the “adieu song Glados” (well “this was a triumph...”), and vocal, without music. I think “I need to ask where they got it.” I’m standing, waiting for someone to come out of the sort to ask. There are two Omonovets out, and one of them is singing this song. Falcetom (with some sizes (I am 178, so I’m not low). The second to him:
Listen to singing. Woo, he’s kneeling at me. People are scared.
The first stops singing and ironically asks the partner:
That is, you mean that if we go to the address, but I don’t sing, we’ll be less afraid?
The second, scratching the cask:
Actually yes. Lana, let’s sing something else.
The first, flashing at me, gently picked up his machine (bad, if he so hugs his girlfriend - she's the only one I envy!) “You are so beautiful, no matter what they say – Words can't bring you down!”