I go to work in the morning, I don’t touch anyone. I walk through the courtyard near the neighboring house and suddenly I hear from somewhere above: - Brother! Listen to Brothers!! to
The voice seems to be not Happovsky and so bassistic, male, a man for years. I raise my head and see a man rise from the third floor window.
- Listen, - continues the man, - do mercy, go out that hentai next to you!
The request seemed strange, and I asked why.
Fuck the pony! Greta, is it difficult?! to
Well, I wondered what problems the tea did not break the glass or the lighthouse asked. Naturally, she proclaimed with her screams the court and surrounding houses. The man disappeared from the window, well, and I accelerated the steps so that the break-up with the owner of the car struck by me did not come. But after 30 steps I heard from behind that the car stopped and then the man shouted:
Thank you friend! I found the keys! Respect to you!
I sneaked and went on. And the mood in the morning was not as depressed as usual!