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This eternal theme - the woman behind the wheel))
Criss: I went to the barber shop hair cut yesterday. Sit means to cut, comb feathers ... Suddenly a noise crashing, glass flying in all directions, the water gushes. All, I think we blew an Arab suicide bomber;-(It turned out that some dumb blonde parked - instead of the brakes on gases given. What came of it can be seen in the pictures. Miraculously survived, but it cost me a few years of life (she laid to the root of the chair on which I sat a moment ago).