Drblack
You know, I thought here, there are only two incredible sensations that are almost nothing to compare with.
The first is when the cold autumn/winter night, in the kitchen, in the darkness, you chew the peat left on the plate to cool the peanut soup, cooked on the lamb’s bone and smoked...
The second is when in the summer night, in the kitchen, in the darkness, you chew the ice borst straight from the refrigerator!

This can be compared,, only the feeling of victory, when you skillfully pulled straight out of the bowl just roasted cottage, under the nose of your wife, and then successfully proved that it was not you!
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Handur
O_O
This is... great.