Dacotuglystogone

I remember there were times when Ambassador Kosch agreed to take the pill of peace. He was still small and weak. Then he could still be deceived by putting the medicine in the cheese – he loved the cheese.
But one day he thought, and what, in fact, the devil he is helping people to cure themselves, and decided: no mas.
In the next scheduled reception, he tried to wash in the form of a pill. After half an hour of desperate confrontation, he, twisted with a blanket, so that one head twisted, kneeling to the couch, still refused to open his mouth except to bite. With devil's luck, I managed to throw a half-digested pill into his mouth and squeeze his mouth, and the scene from The Ghostbite went on, where Haku is fed a healing cake, only with a lot of guru.
The beast finally accepted. I release the Ambassador, mindless and offended, and it is clear to him that we are now in a quarrel, and he will remind me of it. It hurts me to realize this, but it’s how friends do when they don’t want their friends to have worms. I deal with my wounds. The ambassador runs away to a safe distance, I begin to fold the blanket, and... What falls on the couch? Half digested tablet.