I decided to go on a trolleybus. I see - everyone who enters before me, in the door makes a reverance or a light knickshen in the extreme case. All this with a widespread smile. Well, I think, probably, her Majesty the Queen of Great Britain was willing to drive in the salon and everyone pays tribute at the entrance, no!

This ladder fucking sows the current so that the leg reduces, the eyes come out and the e*alo twists)