The preface. My grandmother, the coast like does not like pigeons, ranging from their disgusting whirling and finishing with the fact that, they crashed onto the balcony.
The substance. Not long ago, the grandmother was engaged in housework, on the street, they sat on the bench of the puppet and listened to the puppet, quite loudly, and once again on the balcony landed a pigeon and began his dirty business, the grandmother, coming out to the balcony, did not stand and in her hearts shouted - Well that you died all, my whole life was poisoned!
After a short pause, one of the boys, judging the most courageous, timidly spoke, said, it was possible not to scream at us, so they understood and left...)