Friday, February 20, 2009
At One Stroke We Have Coped With It
At one stroke we have coped with it at supper and on a toilet door have pinned a paper and a pencil that everyone who will rise at night, undersigned. What indignation of Svetochki which slept all night long, as a marmot when in the morning she has found out four lists on a paper was! Is Dimka has forged, it is Dimka! - it rustled. - itself hardly in bed not , and on me has fallen down! , happy, laughed loudly. And when once from a school party it was under , with what pleasure all members of family drew accusatory , and have then hanged out these caustic caricatures on walls and in a corridor! But when another time it was from school with a good shiner under an eye and with a terrible call of parents in a diary to the director, we have resolutely risen on its protection. The matter is that, being proud of the new mother, it has carried its surprising photo where it, having spread like a lizard in a class, flexibly moves upwards on a vertical wall. A certain joker from those that are ready to mock at all, has put a photo sideways and has begun to neigh over exposed, in its opinion, falsification: say, the woman persists in on an equal platform, creeps from left to right.
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