Character: Agronomist

- Physical education in the morning, push-ups. In such an acceptance.

- Well, I don’t like it, come on - Honduran. We, Chukchi people, have no prejudices!

- Free? You must first skate!

- Yes, I remember, I remember: you elf porn magazines, an elf hair dye, and a gnome meter with a cap.

Hello, girls! To drink do not give? And it is so hungry, that sleep anywhere!

Hey, Hello! I see, you're just lazy. You would, this, the gates would be painted or something, or mesh strap.

- What about Fedor?
- Some a Fedor? We don't know any Fedora! You only will give you all these greedy kids will drag!

- Agronomist, why is that door burst, and this one is not?
- Because there is the entrance, and here is the output.

Hah, I'm an Agronomist, the son of an Agronomist - my surname is. But this Givi is the son of Zurab. And it's LogoVAZ - fatherless.

- Too late to drink Borjomi, when the kidneys fell off
- I do not understand It... what is the saying?
- This is the type I come up with.
- Dad, you wit... to not give a miss. Fima Shifrin simple.

Load armour piercing! Who did not suck.

- Hold me like Romeo Juliet, remember how they had?
- I just "Kashtanka" I read, I want ass bite?

- Come build. Boys left, girls right.
- Do not be angry, Agronomist, they have a solid unisex, some skeletons.

From our community you snapping (pulls out sword). Jedi mega-sword. Gives +5 points of strength, +2 stamina.
The sword is, of course, cool. Maybe the machine gun give?
- No, guys, the gun I will not give you. Now, if I went with you, then that's different. And so, you know, it makes no sense.