Safety Tales: Funeral Fake
Vladimir Bezmaly | 20.08.2019
The morning was sunny, but rather cool. This is not surprising, because it had finally stopped raining. Two weeks of rain would make anyone gloomy and irritable. Potapych went out onto the veranda and decided that despite the coolness, he would drink tea there. He walked into the house again, brought a teapot, a cup, a samovar, and a small saucer of honey. He had brought the pretzels in advance. But as soon as he settled comfortably in the armchair to drink tea and admire his flowerbed of autumn flowers, the telephone rang.
- Who the hell did you bring? Can't I even have a cup of tea in peace today? People have no conscience.
- Good morning, Potapych! I'm visiting! I brought pretzels, poppy seeds and honey for tea.
- Yes, I was passing by.
- Yeah, who do you think is a fool, me? She was walking by. Look what time it is? Huh? 7am! She was walking by on a day off. Okay, come in, what else can you do? Complain!
- Yes, I wanted to drink tea! With you!
- Khryusha, stop messing with my brain! Spill it! What's there?
- Yes, I'm a fool.
- Well, I know that, but more specifically?
- Yes, I threw money cyprus mobile database the drain. It doesn't seem like much, but it's a shame!
- That's not scary at all! She's alive, thank God! You better say thank you.
- For what?
- Yes, because God took only money! It could have been worse!!!
- It's not so sweet as it is. I threw 1000 rubles down the drain.
— Explain.