The surgeon, a young man, 35 years old, touched, well he asked - complaints are there?I gryu, tifu-tifu, flow to life, he is after 16-00
and then grit, comes to him a guy, gold on him - the budget of Angola, and grit, what to do with his wife, divorce?While he is on the same phrase, after 16-00 with a liter *Curvoazie*, said and forgot, comes out after work, approaches the car - that guy with a package - hey, doc, you are where, agreed!Doc - and the car? The one - my driver will drive away.They convinced this cognac under the chocolate, squeezed mentally, and decided that it is not worth divorcing yet. In a month he again to him at the reception.While his hands struck - man, go in the ass, I will not drink with you anymore!!!!That woman asked to introduce you, and comes in and almost kisses his hands, thank you, doctor, we are all right.