I stayed alone today, my wife and son went for a walk. I, therefore, decided to paste a plastic threshold on the balcony on the "Second" glue. I poured glue on this detail, I did not regret, I carry, I sit down, I press.Well, I waited, I let go - zbs, holds. I wanted to go... wops...
Clay dropped on the road to the parquet, and I walked barefoot, and still with all the weight I sat for 3 minutes... intentionally. The balcony is open, ventilated, cold, I cannot close. The cell phone lies on the table, I see... touch - no, home even closer, but also no... I try to stick off - it hurts, it doesn't work, I sit deadly.
My wife will walk for at least an hour. At first, I called myself all that I call those who cut me down on the road... I tried to swim, I might wet a little, nifiga. Then I thought... May I, I apologize, squeeze on my foot? Maybe to ride? I shouldn’t have let myself be found in such an idiotic position, she would have laughed for another year... Well, I decided, ambassador... Nothing like that! As a result: I’m frozen, glued and overwhelmed... I’m sitting smoking, waiting for the inevitable shame and shame of my wife. It rings, I do not open, of course... It turns the keys, well, I think it all starts... If briefly, then after realizing what happened, she fell dullly on the floor and beat in hysteria... Then came closer, realized that I was sitting in the pit, learning that it was for the pit fell for another 5 minutes. Having taken my promise to bring her to a restaurant, she brought me a bottle of solvent...I now have a psychological trauma, this is how.
Go in the shoes, ladies and gentlemen!! to