Ekaterina Kazakova. Commando from demiurge (№ 240192)

Vacation... how much of this sound for the Russian heart merged how much it imparts. And it's true, my friends, how can any German, Englishman or Japanese a few days a year off so we could come around eleven months? Who among us did not drink vodka under the scorching sun of Egypt or not asked the Turkish entertainers to sing "Moscow nights" stuffy Antalya night? A jousting tournament in the homeland of bullfighting, where we all yell: "puck, Puck"? A poor Catholic priests in the Vatican who are frantically begin to pray, when we, dyhnuv on them fumes, drunken voice required to bring us to the icon "the inexhaustible chalice"? And the poor inhabitants of the Canary Islands, which, like woodpeckers, Dolby: "Where's the Canary's nest?" What came flooding back vospominaniia? Pulled to rest?