My husband and I remembered how the anti-infantery mine was neutralized: in the evening, the daughter was laid to sleep, I sit behind the comp, the husband is watching a movie. Suddenly he said to me with a panic whisper: I came on a rubber toy with a piss.

I crash from the compass, fall to the floor, squeeze this toy, my husband slowly raises his leg. Without the right to mistake, I hold the toy, I turn it, and it is without a pipe. All the fuck, the end.