by egnat2k:
Brake a little drunk in the subway... And I was driving from the client (the comp was bringing him in order). And the pockets – that’s all.And then the backpack. and there I have a full set of causes - starting with screws and ending with thermopasta and lubricant for coolers (essential in the syringe). The one who delayed, even dropped on his tongue (idiot, suddenly I would have a fluff there!!!). Until the eldest approached and told him there were psychics like me... then I was released. I am here, now I think: who did they count me...!?!? to