The morning. Mothering and drawing, clogging in cats, I go to the bathroom to blow my nose. It sounds like two elephants are mad at the same time. I touch the sprinkled bottle with droplets in the nose, I try to open - fucking. After ten attempts, I had to get the plate-sweepers and turn the cover with them. It is not me that weak, it is the tradition of military-oriented production. Everything must be strong. In the century.

The cassette magnetophone "Spring" carried a lot of metal parts on board, always suggesting that it was assembled from the debris of a non-conditional tank discharged from the conveyor. The motorcycle "Ural" is able to pull the rope of the car. Wherever you go, there is thoroughness and confidence. Is it right, because suddenly? And we’re right here like rough eyebrows and fucking. Even if we are captured by soft-hearted Europeans or chewing Americans, they will not last long in such a situation. Suffering from Sophia. They are unaware that every self-respecting drinker should have a stock of flat bottles in case a new bottle needs to be opened. c) the maxs