I watch a movie with my husband. I was in a chair, he was next to me, on the floor. He recently destroyed his head capitally, almost healed. Here he scratched her, and then thoughtfully said:
Did you chew crops from morning when you were a child?
I was chewing, I said.
Hold on!
and!!!!? to
And here he is with such a childish insult in a trembling voice:
I can say I’m getting rid of myself...
It was not his destiny to finish.