My neighbor decided to pour the yard with concrete. Naturally, it was decided to hire local workers to save money. The contingent there is appropriate, zeki, alkashi and drug addicts. A brother comes to him in the evening, but he meets him and notices that he has a chip in his hand.

Are you a trail?

This is? This is the SM9 decoder.

Even for the decoder.

The radio detail. It was when I went to Moscow, 2 years ago, a friend of mine bought 10 pieces. Here you will find Hera. Just from the meeting with the buyer came to you. He did not like the price. Sold one for 4,000. What in the ass of 4,000, under order a month wait for 6,000 take only. Shortly sent it to the naker, the shredder, wanted to sell again apparently.

Well, the neighbor invited him, for tea there and talk, the brother on the window decoder placed. Within an hour, no soul. The loaves are left lying, from the men and the trail forgiven.

It is blue, Sania. They drove the SM9!

The meaning?

The decoder is yours!

What a shit, calm down. I picked up that shit on the way to you. It shone in the grass.

As a result, almost the entire yard is betoned for free. We just had to find new workers.