Yesterday, I stumbled over the nurse.
I donate blood and give her my left hand.
XX: Remember how my fingers of my guitar stinked.
XXX: He ticked once and began to squeeze blood. And she doesn’t push out (in the shoe ticked again) and again)
yyy: You had to turn your head so, and with the robotic voice "Ja-Lki-e ce-lo-we-ki"
XXX: Sorry I didn’t think about it then.
XXX: Five times, until I, in the open hole, gave her my right hand.