The chief asked the firefighter Andrew to hang the sprayers on the official UAZik. I asked. He asked. He promised to impose sanctions!! When this did not work, in an ultimate form it was brought to Andrewish what the boss would do with him (on six sheets, with a clean handbook) if the UAZ would be without sprayers in the morning. The boss, with the words of the type can when they want, sits in the car....There the chief eye delighted two rubber carpets, with the rectangles creatively cut out of them. Ston stuck with the boss in his throat, and the non-normative vocabulary, having overcome the wazy space, shattered the walls of the garage.Andrew was not punished (the order he executed). And the boss stopped abusing the offer to apply wisdom. Because it is filled.