pratapi, give me a bath, pabelama, i’m unaccustomed to the white light, i’m getting bored. and the llama burned me, the steam is hot, it will loosen my tongue, but what are we going to do with the lagen , we need to put it in prison, why don’t you monk, we are all equal before the law, file a case for coldness, robbery of a mine, this is not a scam for you - mukhra, in moscow, i hope, ours will accept... the decision of masata can and will support us what to do next? in what sense? what is this? i made a request to our new chairman of the artel, and received such an unexpected answer. three hots, all the articles are heavy, murders, robberies, robberies, so what happens, they send us 200 from moscow, idiot? and whoever has a paw in moscow, furry, it’s clear, well, he’s cooled down, but now listen, they asked for all your affairs from petrovka. you think i'm bad, netlagen, you 're wrong, i'm fair, go, go, go. why have you been chatting with zhurov for so long, well , guys, have you sold me? my father had a large farm in the village, he grew grain, kept cattle, then the right people