You don’t even need to write anecdotes specifically about Haishnikovs.
On my birthday, I gave a big rabbit. Attention: how it was carried. Whether for a joke, or because of the dispersion of her friend sat this rabbit on the front seat of his car, he sat behind the wheel and - forward. Beauty, the rabbit sits, raising the mood, ears in the window. The car is braking. For a few seconds, he looks at the rabbit with a man’s gaze, whose worldview tears across all the seams. Then there is a single question:
Why don’t you have a rabbit?! to
A man not disturbed:
Do you have to check the documents if you don’t have 12?