At the end of the nineties, when he was still a boy, he loved to burn everything and everything. My favorite fuel was affordable glue "Moment". One day I went into the store and saw on the window, for the same money, a column. I tried his fuel. With the most serious appearance he asked the seller to sell it. She removed the bottle from the window, turned the cap off and brought it to my nose. I, not ready for such a turn, sharply pulled off my face, curled and spoke with a loud voice: "No. Give it a better glue Moment." The seller’s face should have been seen.