I dreamed of cryptos today.
yyy: it’s kind of "maaam, namene me a cottage"?))
XXX: Not at all
yyy: or "maaham, decrypt me the cottage"?
XXX: Hernias of the type of a microwave. You put the food there and put the flash with the key. Food turns into uneatable powder.
The same food comes in the opposite direction.
XXX: This is a fuck.
yyy: Then came the virus, you decrypt your favorite cake - and there is a plate of fresh shit.
xxx: and there is a sticker with a bitcoin address
yyy: Throw off the bitcoins, and the shit is still the shit