When Sanya was in 5th grade, we gave him a canary on the day.
Oh yeah, but if she had the music to whisper, the bird would then sing and wake up... and Sanek loved metal.
Hathwild, and that’s what this canary is now called, burns Nothing Else Matters harder than any real James Hathwilds.
Hopefully he will come in.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh The Happiness! He already drives his neighbors for 100 rubles.