I go on the street, the weather is good, the mood is great, and go to meet the company of schoolchildren (14-15 years old)

Uncle, can you help me?

I did not immediately understand what I was.

Uncle, we need help! A question of life and death!

I turned around, what happened?

You can buy electronic cigarettes.

I am not, guys. I don’t buy cigarettes for my kids.

I turn and hear such a dialogue.

The old fool. How do these starters dance?

I’m only 26... I’m still small, I love ice cream and my mom is scorned if I eat all kind of shit... And here I’m already a “old m#dack”.

PCI is hurt.