It was Friday and the working day was coming to an end. One of my colleagues had a birthday. Note decided in the office (at 8 p.m. started). Close to 12 o’clock was needed! Where to get her? They are no longer sold in the shops. My brother said he has three bottles of whiskey at home. Only he will not go, he was in a decent signature. The only thing is that he didn’t have the key to the housephone, and he told us to pull the door harder and it would open.
I have gone, t. I did not drink and smoke (it was already good).
They came to the door, Dima began to pull the door.
Once I did it, NIFGA!
The second time, almost.
Three is ready! I opened! It is like a sirene! The Library of Ukrainian Literature. Next to the entrance door! My feet in the ass and running to the car.
Five minutes later the mentions arrived. We decided not to go back empty-handed and went up for the alkaska. When we already went down and approached the car, we approached PPS, checked the docks, asked if we saw anything suspicious... we somehow, withholding from laughter, nodded our heads and jumped into the car and into the office.

marked greatly! On Saturday morning, a client woke me up.