Every man dreams of getting drunk, to get on the wrong plane and that in the morning
Barbara Brilskaya smooked his finger on the cheek.
And they also told me: there will be dinner, everything in the house, a pig with an apple in the mouth, cucumbers, cakes with blueberries.
So I went to the bathroom.

The bathroom is small, two-bedroom, I got to wash with Kolya. The guests looked at us with understanding. Everyone knew that Kolya was born and grew up in the Martens oven. When he sees this, he is foolish. In it wakes up a fire monster, a demon and a pair. I did not know. I was just going to wash and talk about women’s values.

He wore a hat and gloves. It was seen by the eyes, would wear a valley, there was no. I said I must surrender. I stopped until the thermometer exploded.
Well, right now, Cole was delighted.

Meanwhile, a nuclear summer came in the steam, everything around became purple and raspberries like on Venus in mid-August.
In any case, I showed Cole with gestures how unhappy I am. As if I had hinted that I would give up and be ready to go over to drunkenness, plane and Barbara.
of Brilliance.

Cole said, now we will restore my optimism. With a touching care for my troubles, he waved a wreath in some samurai way.
At about the second blow, all the microbes, including the useful ones, fled from me. Then there was a difference between the bath and the process of decay of the nucleus. And I also understood which of the guests they planned to serve at the table with an apple in their mouths.

At the third blow, I abandoned the heliocentric model of the world in favor of a flat land floating on a turtle. All, I say, Cole, no one is turning anywhere anymore, just don’t need more of that.
In response, Kolya showed how "parks" are made. Those who are dead for nothing. Of course nothing. Who wants the dead to run into the bathroom complaining about burns?

Then, when I still survived and ate the pastries with blueberries, folding them into columns of three, and all the guests seemed to me as one and the same Barbara.
Brilsky, Cole told a Very Short History.

I once washed with steel. I thought I would die. It was very hot,
is terrible. These men in the village were called “steelmen.” They are generally
The Unlimited. One ran out in the rain, was struck by lightning, he
Nothing, I went to wash.

Cole said so and looked at the sunset with anxiety.