Georgy Zotov. Storyteller (№ 171473)

No, clogging my head Apocalypse that arrives on December 21, it's okay to get the date of the end of the world my favorite feature of humanity. But to stock up on candles, water and cans of stew, not to go to work and hide outside the city in anticipation of a nuclear disaster is, of course, simply brilliant. If suddenly the country will fly a ballistic missile from the U.S. - well, it is, of course, the stew would get stuck.