Not one of my acquaintances with a neighbor had such a story.
It was somewhere in the 90s, but the Union was...
The summer. The June. The Saturday. Earlier in the morning. The 5th Floor. The man in a jacket, shorts and boots, naturally from a light body, went to take the garbage.
He smoked, threw out the garbage and, returning, at the exit from the entrance he encounters his friend, who goes to Crimea for a week. The car is already at the entrance... and they have another “free seat”...
The friend said, “Well what, Knee? Give it! Come with us!”
The knee obviously resists: “Yes, we are! How is BL? I don’t have money or passports.”
He says, “Give me money and a passport! They went!“”
The knee did not resist for a long time. He drops the garbage bowl behind the entrance door and... he travels with the kids for a week to Crimea!
How his wife was looking for this miracle a week is a separate story.
When a week later the car came to the house, this Knee in the same shorts, t-shirt and boots, but the baby burned and again from the body, as nothing happened, gets hidden in the entrance behind the door hole and pi@duet home.
Further, a nonsense scene from the "Revizor"... The wife of ohu@which could only say: "Bl@! “Cola, where were you?”
The stranger unwaveringly shows the bucket: "The rubbish carried out!" (They are