We are "bastards"

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So there were stars that he grew up from the diapers without a father and therefore the second marriage of his mother for him became an entrance ticket into the whole world of spiritual and red communication with the representative of the strongest half of the older generation. And he was very lucky that his stepfather was a strong man in all respects and therefore he largely became a role model for him. Although congenital talents for complete imitation were noticeably lacked. He could not, like his stepfather, to draw just as beautifully and therefore did not even try to do it. Despite the fact that he was not offended by his voice, he did not have such vivid musical abilities, in order to independently learn how to play the accordion or by ear to select melodies on the guitar. But on the other hand, they finally spiritually related into one beautiful romantic autumn evening, when they walked together with his stepfather home from the guests, where the dad was pretty suspicious, “taking on the chest” a shock dose of the hoppy.

Now it is already impossible to recall the root cause of this philosophical conversation, which eventually raised it in his own eyes to the same until recently inaccessible heights at which he saw his stepfather. They walked at that moment, hugging, because after the abundant feast, the stepfather was not superfluous for additional support-it would be very uncomfortable to be on the ground, in an autumn sliding road with support on its own hands, or even some other, wider part of its washing, uncertain body. But, nevertheless, all this did not stop him from pronouncing almost sacramental: “You and I are the lines!” Exactly so, - “Blizars!”, - because his tongue was even slightly braided, and not because he was tongue -tied. And this is "You and I are Litsars!" It became the highest compliment for this, in fact, still a kid for 10 years from the family. This kid suddenly understood, felt that he could be as strong, noble, fair and kind, like this person who is now based on him, so as not to “go astray” ...

Moral: it would be good, just wonderful if our Russian formula “drunk sea knee” was expressed only in such exalted spiritual impulses.