One day, a friend invited me to a nightclub.

- Shishki and other snacks from me, and you buy a bucket. He said.

At the appointed time we came to visit with a few bubbles at the expense of ourselves and a friend. I took the alcohol and put it on a breaking table. The event began.

About an hour later another family joined us.

Meet Arthur and Marina.

The new guests also got a drink and put it in the corner of the table.

Since my bottles were already open and stood closer, they continued to drink them. Time passed unnoticed. The bottles were empty, bringing light alcohol intoxication. Marina did not drink, because they did not come to stay and went home.

I sat at the table on the street relaxed. Marina drove the children into the car. The hosts went to accompany the guests. Then came Arthur.

– Oh! No need, then I will take it.

He said and put his bottles in a bag.

Having taken the guests, the owner returned to the table.

Let us go!

Shut up!

Eeee, where is the bull?

Arthur said the guy wasn’t useful and took it. But you have it, right?

Oh fucking Jews! How he struck me with his spell. Fuck, for a man. He asked me for a couple of beers on the way, which I had on the beach in the morning. I still joked, like we won't have anything to drink, you take everything, I didn't buy it, and he didn't even blink.

The nearest store was 15 km away. There are no treacherous rights. We drove down and went fishing to the nearest lake.