Three colonels, one of whom was a military doctor, went to Lake Manic for fishing. Upon arrival on the lake, the first thing decided to dinner, and for dinner sentenced 4 bottles of vodka. It darkened. One of the soldiers fell asleep. He went to the shrub, began to sit down, he was stumbling, and he gently sat behind the shrub on the shrub. With his cry, he frightened all the life on the lake, crawled out of the shells on the four and crawled to his doctor. He matuches, but what to do - the doctor, after rinsing the wounded ass with vodka, put on a bandage. I took a couple of drinks for anesthesia. Here, according to the same need, the second colonel rises up and also goes to the stones. This type of scientist on someone else's bitter experience, the whole stone carefully drowned, sat down, all along the way, managed, gets out of the pocket of the kitten a piece of the newspaper, and not noticing that a huge triple fishing hook pulls out of it, pulls it into his ass. Again - a wild rabbit, crawling on the four - to a military doctor who was sick of other people's ass. Matt grumbled terribly on the shore. In the morning, they come home, the doctor is okay, two colonels go out, the ass hurts. And then the neighbor-old woman to the doctor and says, "Kolka, shit, you do not have enough babies in the city? What has arrived! "In the fish" he was! The shameless!
- In general, after that, the doctor was already taken by the ambulance, heart, do you know?