XXX is OK! You are still young, you have not smelled dust! When I entered our universe, the dean asked me, do I not want to help my native universe? I naively agreed, and in the end two weeks with the same trusting partner washed out the kitchens and corridors in the pubs. There under the ceiling hanged black... no, not even a web - strong such, multi-layered networks, full of cockroaches of varying degrees of vigor, which were constantly falling on our heads. The brown tiles after 3 days of cleaning turned out to be white, and the tiles on the floor - two-color.
It’s about how bad it is.
They met in the corridor a very tired but still walking male body, asked to help open the windows (they could not, apparently, they were painted closed). The body said, “It was a question, ladies, and it broke the frame :-) We barely had time to jump back.
And this is to our past dispute about what allegedly translated gentlemen :-)