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The tram was a field of battle.

Barely even waited for the storm, I sat on the sofa jet and flew to Leopold Grotter.
- You flew on a jet sofa?
Chernomorov was embarrassed. However, it is impossible to tell that very much.
- Yes, I understand what you're saying: some of the students, especially the "dark", could see me and raise a laugh. Another would be: academician, laureate of the Magic Suspenders, head of the legendary Tibidox flies on the tattered sofa with plucked chicken wings... the Sofa, from which copper springs stick out... it Was late and nobody saw me... and from where? Unless someone would look out the window, hearing only a little rumble... M-m... I haven't even crashed into the stained glass of the Hall of Two Elements, and if the glass and showered, then from time to time... after All, it was seven hundred years...
"Nightmare! And I thought the stained glass was broken by lightning!" thought Medusa.
At first I wanted to use carpet, but to go on the carpet in such humid conditions would be a disaster, or if moles. And then jet the sofa almost one and a half times faster... Well, about the boots, I did not say. Since then, as they are jinxed, precision landing, they have almost twenty miles... Of course, I could take a MOP with a propeller or a flying vacuum cleaner, but you know perfectly well that they are uncomfortable. During long flights numb back, and the lack of trunk bothers to take even the slightest load.
The dark creature studies teacher sighed quietly. For eccentricities of academician Sardanapal in Tibidox used. He could, mistaking the era to come to school in a Roman toga, or to ignite by mistake someone's ear wax, mixed it with sulfur chemical. And what about that incident with the guest from Bald mountain, when the Professor put him to sleep for three months after accidentally reading him instead of a welcome speech squirrel's hibernation spell? But whatever you say, and yet he was the greatest magician since Drevnira.

I had not seen the sleeping princesses,
hanging in a crystal forest
but saw sleeping contemporary
in the bus on the weight.

... the sprats in the Bank, and give more than people in public transport.

Don't you know that the way our ancestors gave discharge their aggression? Historians say that thanks to subway mankind izbeglo total hydrogen war. Aggressiveness is peculiar to us, and we have to give her a way out, choosing to do the appropriate forms.

I received a notice that I no longer exit from the Republic of Belarus, until you solve the problem with the military. And as soon as the announcement came, I got on the bus and went to Russia. Here's how I solve problems, especially no problems really, it is a Federal state. I about it especially did not think two years until a couple of months ago I came back from Uzbekistan and at Sheremetyevo airport in Moscow at passport control I was told that I was no longer an entry in Russian state.
As soon as I got back to Belarus, I took the bus and went to Russia.
What is the meaning to deport citizens of Belarus in Russia? We unstoppable, we are invincible, until we have the buses.

- M, how good You bus have a toilet?
- Yes, a sauna and a swimming pool.

Scooter - a strange vehicle. Scooter is transgender in the world of transport. <...> Is a Board that does not feel like a skateboard and so sewed a steering wheel. I want to buy a scooter very much, but the problem is that I am confused by the fact that scooter won't fall brutal. Just falls on the side and everything. You know, when people fall from a motorcycle, all like, "Uh..." and That is regret, and admiration. As brutal fall off? Is that from the bridge. No more.

At the end of the last century about the rules of traffic in the capital and had no idea: neither the right nor the left side did not recognize, was driving - who both wanted a fight, tumbling... all day stood incessant noise.

Poor guy in the hospital barracks
Gave my soul to humble to God:
He looked at the road signs
And not watching the road...

People with land soft and mild character, become violent and bloodthirsty, once fall into the boat.

Now when people stopped loving each other, they prefer to spend two hours alone in their cells on wheels, rather than half an hour in a bus crush.

When you have to ask for directions and where to go, it's very annoying. For example, did you notice if the transport you someone tell me which stop to go out, he begins to ensure that you it come out?

How much trouble with these trains. In them becoming a threat to us, full of inevitable setbacks. Furthermore, they are dirty, noisy, very many others, strangers, they are convinced that life is full of unfortunate surprises: talkative companions, children...