Fuck, weakness, to me it was that the entrance door was knocked by the teens painted and demanded candy.
and I was just at this time trying to smoke without a fire in the corridor, and the throat hurts shorter, I really tell them with a terrible voice " satan, you?" they apparently did not understand from the first time but were afraid clearly and say so thinly, like the colada collada, open the gate, which I do to them " the gates of hell are always open to you, my children"... fuck quickly)))