About ageing and adulthood. I have a funny girl at 40. It differs in the fact that any fist lies with a serious look. It lights up a couple of times.
And here comes for tea - for computer affairs, it hurts.
She saw the boys riding on the boards. I stopped looking. The guys noticed and asked her what to say? She explained that it just didn’t happen at her time, she was interested. The boys offered her to ride, and even did it: that is, they took their arms, helped get on the board and rolled a pretty whispering aunt two circles. And she stumbled on two things: 1) her peers called her bad words, that is, at old age she suddenly became a joke! 2) A police officer approached them, attracted by a whisper, and asked what was happening. And the guys of the choir gave friendship: Yes, we are here to catch my grandmother!
by Zy. They promised to teach her, in the fortress she went to buy herself a board under the sensitive guidance of the youth.