It was in the USSR. In Yalta, in a gastronomy on the shore, I buy cognac. The naked Targashese mouth asks:
Will you drink here or go home?? to
How is it here??? In the shop?? to
Of course at home!
Cognac for your health.
I come to my family and drink tea instead of cognac in a bottle!!! It was not far away, I went to the gastronome. That shit seller has struck me! I cheated him, promised to drink at home (somewhere in Moscow or Novosibirsk). I drank at Yalta.