Today in Volgograd saw a crowd of followers of Slepakov (KVN):
Mom (30-35 years) goes (fast) with son (7-8 years old). Clothes are decent. My mother carries a child’s skateboard in her hands.
Then they talked to each other:
My son, let me go faster.
The son is Mom, and why did we take the skateboard, but not ours.
Mom - You see, son, once the skateboard was just lying on the ground, he was nothing.
My son is not new.
Mom: But who is to blame that the homeless skateboard was not new. Nothing, at home, Daddy will paint it and it will become like new and you can ride.
And then the final scene - behind the meter 150 runs a boy aged 9-10 with a scream - This is my skateboard, why did you steal it!!and :)
The mother puts the skateboard on the ground and quickly moves away toward the houses with the child. At the same time, he says, I said I needed to go faster.
Everyone who saw it was on the empty scene.
The boy ran and took a skateboard. He left him on the bench and ran into the bushes himself. Here is so.