The copnik dad goes from work in the evening, looks - the copnik son sits on the asphalt near the house. All the beaten, in the blood, in the ears of a cigarette, his cell phone is stuck in his mouth. The Gopnik-Papa dumbs at this spectacle for a minute, then asks:
Has the intellectual entered?
M M M M M M.
Also in the glasses, dude?
M M M M M M M M M!! to
The idiot. The Baklan. How many times have I told you that if a man is not willing to walk around our area in glasses, he is more dangerous than a crazy dog!