Artem Albertovich: I am a devil and so on. And all why? I went to the gas station (in her car, I was driving). The hour of night. I stood in the box, filled with supplies – viscarmartinipivo. Here the hooker comes in. Take 0.3 and a cake. People look at him with interest. I take it, and lick it: is it so modest? He is: What? I: Oh yeah, you’ve just started the change. There was no penalty for the big dog and the walking dog...I didn’t think that this dog would be guarding the road from the park hotel in the morning. I take a beetle with me. Good morning and the words: Good morning! And the car with the hood-dog, I will not forget for a long time.