There was a ruble coin on the bed. It is hot, and she is so cold. Next to me, Anya sits with my back, squeezing in the tablet. The hand, without waiting for consciousness, throws the ruble over the shelf.
Do you feel the ruble has fallen?
It was cold on the back...
How are you worried about our economy?
- How not to worry, I now feel that the ruble is in the ass at all!