Happening

*Hello, All!* In general, one day in April, when the ice in some places was no longer holding a damn thing, One of my friends managed to fail. And the weather is in control: sun, plus concrete (the fact that there were 15 is stopydov), everything runs. He took it and got out. Another egomaniac says - let's go home, go fishing. He replies, they say - nothing, it’s too early to leave. He went ashore, drove in wedges, I hung my clothes up to dry, stripped down to my underpants and sat there, sunbathing. Sat - tired of it. I went back onto the ice, took a fishing rod and let’s drag small things out of the hole. Everyone who saw this picture died on the spot. By evening all his clothes were dry, he sat in the tent with a bumblebee and I also trained quite well. /That’s all, All, you can scroll further.../