In Altai, friends have a friend, he has a land there. But he has no bobs, but the bobs are at the neighbor. So, the guy (who knows friends who have no bobs) decided to make a bobs farm and bring there tourists (business to blur), he went to the neighbor with a request to borrow him bobs, he replied berry type free, only catch himself. This is how we were supposed to go to Altai to help catch bobs) But at the last moment the urine turned away from the creative hemisphere of the brain and we did not go to catch bobs.