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I have long been preparing for today's release. Pre-grow hair on the legs, clocked a mustache, broken and dirty nails hammered. Posdirala pimples on the face, povydernula eyelashes and pointedly did not brush their teeth. Skirt higher knees, so narrow that the edges cut into full thighs, panty hose in a large grid (about tempered hair on the legs I mentioned) that spans a sweater and timeless earrings with corundum, donated fifteen years ago on the occasion of "ear piercing" completes the picture . Oh yeah, almost forgot, another greasy hair, licked the curve of the beam "with the chickens," the slain grandmother's dilapidated pins. It remains only to get into the boots worn on one side and you can go.

And I'm out. I walk down the street, enjoying the situation and looking forward to an incomparable pleasure. Which is it still fun when you have no choice! No, I have others. For example, you now have no choice, because you're polite. So when I come, you say: "Hi. Today, you look great." "Thank you" - revenge, I will answer ..