from 421 rubles
Today I witnessed a sweet scene of our general inattention to our neighbor.
The man entered the shoe shop.
Goes in a red pantyhose, on the head a cap with a pompon, height above the average. That is all, man as a man.
I stand next to me and measure valves for the dacha.
The mood of the man is sad. This happens when a bird pumps on a white suit and remains only to laugh at his miserable situation.
The man pulled money out of his pockets, carefully counted.
(including all the copies) and said to the seller:
I have four hundred and twenty-one rubles, but I still have a bottle of beer.
I need 40th size some shoes, shoes,
Let the retirees – “Goodbye youth”, although valens, no matter. only
Not a beard. Any shoes, the main thing to put in my money.
Please hurry, I’m already tired.

It was very strange, the man absolutely did not impress.
The Alcoholic
The Seller:
I do not understand you. So what do you want to buy? Shoes or boots?
Man, for four hundred and twenty rubles I do not give you anything decent.
I suggest, you understand... I don’t even know what to show you...
Color of what?
The Man:
Blue, look at me more closely and think for yourself: well.
What color do I need my shoes?

I was interested, not rushed to scan it from head to foot and we together with the seller started loudly (I rust, she whisper)

The man was dressed in hockey bowls.
The Hockeyist:
It’s funny, but I’ve even seen it. I only managed to put a claw. So is
He also picked up my cock.
How will I run after him?

Then the man roared with us.