One of my acquaintances works as a techno coach, sometimes helping him to train unknowingly as a North Korean Master who came to Russia, who speaks poorly Russian, communicates on a rough mixture of English and Russian. By the way, the acquaintance, despite the black belt, is completely wooden and can still not spat.

Recently, the Master was tired of observing this and he decided to personally follow the process of his stretching. The process was tight, but when the Master from the harsh totalitarian North Korea, pressing a complaining friend in the sword, in a joke horribly issued in the rough Russian: "SAY, WHERE ARE YOUR CAMPS? ! to ! to Where are your tanks? “!” My friend just broke away from laughter.