There was a stone officer in our brigade. A healthy man, two meters in height.
every fist with a human head. He was a happy man, but he did not drink.
Absolutely. And here, somehow, in an obvious time, the Toli advance, the Toli more,
One stumbled at him. What do you say, Mikhailovich, are you breaking out of the collective?
And Mikhalic calmly says so" Yes, I’m okay but if I drink, you’ll have problems."