There was a joke in the metro yesterday. I took a backpack from work, put a guitar in a box and a laptop bag in it. I stand on the pedestal, a guy approaches, says that a tourist, and that I have a funny backpack (and he has me, really funny, special forces with all the twists on the dural frame), and asks permission to photograph this backpack. The backpack is next to me. The man takes a photo, leaves, shows a photo to the comrade. He fits, asks for permission, and also takes pictures on the phone. It is not from this company a man and also a photographer, but no longer a backpack, but me.
I sit in the wagon. There are two girls nearby. Then they approached and said:
Could you take an aphrodisiac?