Character: Gennady

- What's that?
What?
- Come over here.
Well... Well, you, Valya, well, just like the Gestapo. Well, you never know what could be.
- That's right, lipstick. And French perfume reeks. And gave the oath. Seldom! [rascal] [slaps]
- Oh!
- Where's his suitcase? Now leave! And I think, why he is silent and does not ring, huh? See the hunchback grave will correct. The folk proverb, but I would and she came up with it! Shirt change! Two children in the house, and he again for your nofelet came from. I'm peopleto!

- So, it's very simple... Approach a woman you liked, ask - where is the enohpelet.
- What is the nofelet?
- Here! The same thing she asks. And nofelet is te-Le-fon, only in reverse.

She looks at me... like George Clooney... At my wife for ten years already so not looking. She's not looking at me... And if is looking so that like I have something. Well, Yes, I have. Needs of children in the school to take, have a salary to bring, needs a plumber to call and sit to wait for him on the kitchen... But then she should! I don't know, at least look at me like I'm George fucking Clooney!

I also thought, where and what is this strange love. But sitting in front of you, perfect stranger, besides, mind you that is not the best representative of humanity, but to my horror, you feel that, God forbid, it will be necessary for him not only your own but other people's lives will not regret it.

- Girls calling?
- So! Go to where you know, mark Miller.
- If you come to Chicks, I'm outta here.
Yes, it will be not like last time! Well I saw only one in the dark drunk in the club! I did not know that they were all three fools terrible! And that was taken out, I wanted on the way to land, but then felt sorry for, still went... Brought home, it was... she has such Tits!
- And I left immediately. Don't like dirt. I exchanged a few words, I was disgusted.
- And you?
- We were talking with my... about literature! She did not read anything but "Komsomolskaya Pravda", I felt sorry for her, and it's your fault, mark Miller, I had to copulate with these arthropods. But henceforth I would not allow in my house like ciliates in the shoes!
- Everything will be different! I saw all three of them! Good!
- The old man! Spare us! Take a break, be with your friends! Tomorrow I will catch up schedule.

So I'm confused! I'll go shoot myself in the toilet...

Something strange, some kind of duck, chicken similar.
Is it a complication of avian influenza.