When your dog is the real racketeer Bashny.Net

I stand at the entrance to the subway, waiting for the friend and watch the following scene from the yard at all since I healthy dog and beget straight to the food tents are at the stop. A few minutes later from the same yard, and runs out the guy with the leash in his hands and cries:

— Polkan, stand! Impossible! You bastard!

Not dropping the speed a dog runs up to the tent with the milk and starts to poke his nose into the counter, behind which stands the seller and calmly says:

— Take what you want and go!

Polkan enough in the teeth a couple of chocolate glazed curd bars and go for it. In a minute to the tent guy runs up out of breath and handed the salesman a trifle with the words:

— Someday I will kill this bastard!

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