Yesterday, our new assistant leader (eyes, legs, well you understand) met the team in the old Slavic way with the help of the combat dance apple. I am joking again. With the help of a noble drink of cognac and sandwiches. I didn’t count my strength and fell asleep in the toilet. And so that she didn’t cheat, she put a roll of toilet paper deeper into the toilet. The sanitary officer spoke to us with surprising words while rescuing three floors from below and a girl. Such a sweet.