Chocolate drug addicts are recruited.

I brought the girl to the restaurant for dinner. Thro the hall a torpedo is worn by a strong low waitress with a haircut under Elvis, a scarring on his cheek and broken fists. The worst thing is not that he oral Baskuncha! FUS RO DAH! If you can find or not find the tea. It was scary when, when asked by a client about the cold soup, he cried out: "Vengeance of the Leopold cat!" and when the manager was asked - in the appropriate posture: "Justly."

Do not go to the chocolate shop.