Yesterday, Jack and I were accepted by the ppsniki, he was attached to him, I was for the company, we left for the tree. We get out, we get out, you guys! It turns out, right in front of their nose, and they did not notice them) said, documents, there and there, go into the car. We sit. Vladimir Vladimirovich, what to do with you? I can’t stand up: "to understand... and to get rid of..."))
And it runs, throw it! to the Lybid Dage)