The camera history.

One Saturday morning, I got a call from the department.
And Alexander Georgievich?
He is the same.
This is area. Please come to my office with your IS-12.
Just with him?
Others are not interested.
has arrived. There, at the entrance, a sergeant waits and you have to go through a long corridor, behind the turn of which the section office. I was not there, but I found it.
Hi to you.
Hi to you.
and here.
Staley looked at the permit, swirled the number with iron.
and all.
All of it? What happened to that?
Murder with the use of 12 caliber circumcision. We are checking the presence of guns in Kiev and the region.
A. Well yes So I went?
Goodbye to you.
I go to the exit, and the sergeant does not let me on the post! He says I have to have a passport to leave! In other words, I am a fugitive.
Behold, this sergeant stuck me in a monkey near the entrance to the department, and he went out to find out.
Beauty in the monkey. A couple of bombs of both sexes, the alchemy sleeps and goodbye!
Such a goodwill, collages with Lurex, papyrus asks. Lack of bonds.
We smoke with her, we have a worldly conversation. Menta is not. Will I show you a rifle?
and Hach!! to
I gathered, gathered, gathered and gathered.
A minute later, twenty ranks higher than the starters go through the corridor.
How I was overwhelmed when they saw that from a monkey in them was targeted a 12-caliber prostitutes with a papyrus in the corner of their mouth!

I was driven out of the lie, and the prostitute was not taken with me. and sorry. We seem to have already been friends.