My friend moved into a new apartment in the same new house. The apartment, think, a concrete box - nothing at all. I found through friends a good repairman (in all hands of the master), and he took up the business. Everything from water to tapestry.
When the last day arrived (it was already a stunning, shining apartment), and Uncle Petya (Sasha, Vanya, Dima) already got the fee, and gathered home, my friend asks him: "Do you want... e-e-e... that... to mark the case?" He loudly and, somewhat sadly, breathed, and whispered, "No, sorry, I can't - I have not been drinking for ten years," "What is it?“My friend wondered. He breathed up again and said, “You understand, some time ago we and friends sat down to celebrate the New Year. Long before the beginning. Furthermore, I don't remember much - I only remember that we went for the supplement all the time... And here, we go out for a dose. Something made me look at whether the air was something else, whether the sounds, the devil knows. Looked around. And around the grass grows green, the sun shines, the laurel with the spring... the leaves disappear. And we are standing in thistles... When it was over, we were so crazy that no one has been drinking since then.