Normal people

Yesterday you are Igor Vladimirovich ZPT in the bathroom again experienced an engine for a motor boat Tchk and a rabbit without rabbits Tchk =

This is a telegram of my neighbor in a communal apartment, the ballerina Zoe, mine and her neighbor, hunter Igor Vladimirovich. His answer: Take a cage with mice from the corridor of the Tchk is the house of the old revolutionaries Tchk =.

The ballerina is what he wants to say. Like, I understand, I understand that you are a high -ranking employee in the Ministry of Transport, so in our common bathroom you can experience the motor. And you, the ballerina, are reproaching me with a rabbit (he reproaches in the previous telegram). And then she rightly hints at his spaniel, behind which a whole brood runs around the apartment: "A rabbit without a rabbit." The rabbit, by the way, lives in the most historical room of our communal apartment - once the room belonged to the famous Soviet actor.

Igor Vladimirovich retses, and very accurately. Zoya started mice and holds them in the corridor in a cage next to her refrigerator. Because Zoya, Igor Vladimirovich is sure, still believes: his wife took color cabbage a year ago from her refrigerator. Here is Zoya, who knows how his wife is afraid of mice, specially put a cage there. The hunter is trying to tell the ballerina between the lines - if the mice disappears, this will mean that we again respect each other. And maybe then we will remove our requirements to remove the refrigerator, on which, among other things, for some reason it is written “Creature!”, To your room.

Actually, refrigerators should really stand in the room. And there are only in the rooms in the communal services in the rooms (and the hunter’s wife even takes away pans and pots with food - this is not at all accepted). But the main argument against mice expressed in a telegram is that our house was recently recognized as historical. The first revolutionaries lived here. Our Bolshevik also had a servant room - the hunter there now casts bullets, and a closet, and a second exit.

My neighbors say that they write telegrams to each other, because these are their written evidence for the police. Once a policeman really came to us, but not with a telegram, but with a statement from the hunter. He wrote that he did not want to pester the ballerina Sonya at all. On the contrary, on February 23, with a bouquet of flowers, he knocked on her room to congratulate her on the holiday, and Sonya brutally beat him with a telephone pipe. I remember that the policeman repeated all the time: "I do not like all this. I actually have always been a shepherd."

But Igor Vladimirovich, too, can probably be understood. Sonya is studying at a construction university. At night, she pushes to the wall, on the other side of which a hunter is sleeping, a four -meter -meter watfan and begins to draw the facade of the building. In order to correctly calculate the angle of the fall of the shadows, she needs to be put at one end of the Whatman, this is somewhere at the door - a point (sun), and from a point lead, lead along the entire wall of the line to the facade of her building, which is almost by the window. The real sun shines into its room through the x -rays of the feet of the ballerina, talked to the window glass.

The ballerina recently told me how she got here. Her husband, when they divorced and exchanged the old apartment, made an incorrect diagnosis - chronic alcoholism took on schizophrenia. And the crazy people according to the law could not be settled in communal services. You can’t crazy - to normal people.

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