It seems as in sex were going to be engaged. I live not far. The car, fortunately, was got, however fires did not light up. Mother washing was on work, and I invited her to myself. The tsar reflected, estimated, I am a tsar to you, instead of the thief, Only managed to utter, To the near maid put in a crack That already did not begin to yell nearly, Well, Gnidon, indeed, as horse, As the mare, suddenly began to neigh And on envy to two girlfriends The same not to miss, Began to help too. I froze and not at once could tear off from it a look.