One girl sincerely tries to help a friend. Through Vkontakt, he tries to raise funds to buy back a comrade from the army. The dialogue began, as always, who to dance, who to play on ballayka, but her last argument killed me:
XXX - Okay, and then the war? Does the enemy dance? In the end, the boy has to solve his own problems.
TheGirl - Fuck... guys are different! There are men and there are dancers.
Thank you all, you made my day xD