C Dairy (Morito Akira)
My father put his car in the garage. Half an hour later, he screams at the phone:
I am stuck! I can’t get out of the garage. I got into chocolate! I do not know what to do! of AAAA!

It turned out that on the panel under the smoker he had a large tile of bitter chocolate. The oven worked: the chocolate was all dissolved. His father looked at him with his hand and everything. and panic. Remove nothing, the jacket on the back seat. He got out of the car, the chocolate immediately froze and froze. He stood there for fifteen minutes – mated, all called.

Now the entire passport, the phone, the dashboard, the salon – all in chocolate.
The smoker was broken, as his father, defiled, stuck inside. The smell of boiling chocolate, and the smoker died.

After consulting, they decided that for the night a ice cream chocolate will be formed with a filling of a passport, a phone and several lighters, and then it will be able to open it, because of the fact that it is not available. The panic causes the father to panic.