I sit and fall into a precipice. Called one company to break the computer. I came, drove everyone away, I sat down and opened the system. I feel like something is focused on my leg. I look down and I shake! It turns out that I was scratched by some cracked metal stuff! Three minutes later, I figured it was a tortoise. All covered with office buttons. Apparently, my admiration for the evolution of the office was clearly written on my rod, because a local native woman rushed to explain - "The turtle is all trying to take on the hands, and she doesn't like it, and she bites it. They were dressed so that they’t fall. Again, they stopped attacking it." and immediately adds – "It is not sold!";
I didn’t even start to ask myself the overwhelming question – and why are the scratches multi-colored? I am sitting and suffering with the question.