Here is this:
here here :

A man comes into the store and says.
I am from Rusalko.
Yes it happens.
- Fuck me from the Russian Alcohol company, show me the vitrines!! to

When I was a student, I worked as a salesman in a supermarket. And here, on my first day at work, when nothing seemed to predict trouble, a aunt approached me and said:
I am a snowman. Has my goods arrived?
I answered, say, a minute, now I will clarify. And she went to scare all the sellers with the message that there was some Snowmen there, and she wondered if her goods had arrived. However, no one could understand what Snowden was and what kind of goods she needed. I went back to her to find out what she needed, and it turned out that she was a sales representative of the company, and she was interested in the canned vegetables of this brand.
I look all forgotten about a guy from the company Russian Window, who knocked on the door and imagined Jasruskina?