Sitting in at a friend's house and then flies his five year old son with a gun…

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Yesterday went to visit a friend, and he has a son of five years. Sitting in the kitchen drinking tea. And then runs fine with a toy gun and let us shoot. Not saying a word, begin to play along. Fell on the floor, lie there, barely restrained laughter. Small laughs and vengeance:

— Hey, Wake up! I was just playin'. If this was, I would be on my knees fired!

Dad already choked…

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