1: What are you doing? Ready for theorem?
2: Nihua, what there, a mushroom puzzle I fold. This is a Chinese counterfeit. The entire Moscow has gone away.
2nd :? Did the brothers succeed?
One is blasphemy! What does this have to do with holidays? I love puzzles from childhood. I opened a bowl of shrimped mushrooms and came to mind with the ridiculous idea of collecting at least one mushroom in its entirety! Scuco, I sit for the third hour and pick up the pieces, I ate half the way, I opened the second bowl.
2: You are fucking fucking
2: I’m even afraid to think what scratches you’re crawling there.
1: Is it so? Am I fucking? You were a horse, theoremeh on Saturday, but so you, fucking, were rattled in the haffno, if you don’t remember suddenly!
2:...