Yesterday I returned from the store and noticed at the entrance of the girls of 10-11 years old, who were trying to pull something off the asphalt. I looked up, and they scorn differently write: “Katia is a fool!”, “Vova – said!” I didn’t stop here and put my five copies in:
“Girls, the word goat is written through ‘o’!
One of the girls looked at me, smiled and said:
Uncle, what is your name?
“Dimitri,” I replied without thinking backwards.
In the morning, he found a new inscription near the entrance: “Dmitry – Kozel!”