uncle vasya, who is this? troops uncle vasya, my mother doesn’t like you very much, why? because you bathe drunk in fountain clothes, buyer, how many times have you been drunk in swam in the fountain, disturbed the peaceful peace of the citizens, well, not once, not once, and you, and i don’t know how to swim, so kids, i never had the chance. probably an omission, well that means you are not real paratroopers, antokh, on your debut, congratulations, thank you. hi, who did lenin, stalin, crap on? i didn’t guess right, but the article was stagnant, about the dear and beloved leon delcha, the title is good, brodsky, yeah, who, joseph brodsky the poet, understood, yeah, el told me what elly is like, a proofreader at the publishing house. "a very nice girl, well, yes, i fell in love, oh well, no, listen, i think, go to hell, that's right i fell in love, well, where is the archive with igor, mom will be back from the theater now, well, guys, no one but us, meet me, it’s great that this is your government company, th

drunk uncle vasya, brother, brother-in-law, woman , sister, man, hefty, like two valuevs, let me fireen him and the wild boar was his baseball cap. he grabs the boomerand and, with all his heroic foolishness, throws it out the open window. and then something happened that australian natives cannot dream of. boomerang. i cut off all the tails of the crows on the wires, on the ninth floor the laundry was hanging now on the first floor, to the delight of the neighbors, but that’s not so bad when the boomerang actually began to return to us, flies across the road at a red light, at that very moment a truck was driving at the green light, on which stood, you won’t believe it, beehives. yes, we were driving, a boomerang crashed into these hives, and bees flew out of there. with a shake of the brain, they flew into our open window, immediately the bastards recognized me, and like a wedding treat, thank god, i was not alone at the wedding, and although i have nothing to do with either the bride’s side or the pancake’s side, we everyone now looks like relatives. now everyone can easily travel

vasya told me his first fairy tale, it was taras bulba, gogol, now.y much, very much , well, now they are, of course, besotted, but in general, they are simple people, both affectionate and hard-working, my mother was ukrainian, you still have friends, relatives, relatives there today, pomama, i have amazing friends, i ’ll tell you now, where near donetsk, i can’t talk, now i’m afraid. and what you are doing there, you are in the frame, yes, but behind the scenes, it remains, for several generations, put it in, let us remember how painful, how strange, becoming akin to the ground, intertwined with branches, how painfully sweet, how strange it is to split in two under a saw, the wounds on the heart will not heal, it will shed pure tears, as long as i am alive with you, the soul will not be divided in two, while i will be alive with you, love is always death together, you will carry with you beloved, you will carry with you everywhere, you will carry with you everywhere your native land, sweet home, but if i have nothing to hide from incurable pity, but

vasya’s troops, i’ve never seen them shoot like that in my life, only in the movies, but i've never

don’t worry, sonechka, uncle vasya is joking, that’s how she feels humor.kshop, of course i want to, i ’ll try to get lost quickly, i have an idea, let’s have a family dinner today, sit and talk, i’m really interested in your whole life, legal, you’re home in the evening, of course, where else should i be, yulia, and you and slava will come? i don’t know, salil, sonechka, we will try with you for everyone, yes, hello, yes, okay, artyom called to call for a meeting. let's go, what is he doing there at this meeting? let's go, so what will you do at this meeting? vasya, what about vasya? was it my aunt who yelled at me, vasya? yes, he’s just angry that everything isn’t his way, you’re also angry because we didn’t go to grandma’s, i’m angry. well, i’m being patient and waiting for you to stop. i don’t like it here, listen, we can always leave, but what if we try to make friends with your uncles and aunts, i’m hungry, christina, i had time, take the car, anna, i have a license, thank you, but this is convenient, yes, of course it’s convenient, the car is sitting

hello, grandma, sonechka, how are you, my good, grisha told me everything, you’re with uncle vasya now to take revenge on your husband, no, of course, well , nice, go home, the last thing i’m interested in right now is your family squabbles, i heard them say that they lied to christina, only so that they could take the factory, i’m ready to testify in court, so that, well, alebi, vasily, well, okay, let’s say you saw christina during the death of anna safonova, and at what time was she killed, what? it was necessary to prove, you are not a witness and goodbye, no, no, no, come, come, i won’t leave, i won’t leave until you take my testimony, i’ll call the duty officer , you will be arrested for 15 days, duty officer, duty officer, put your hands away , good health. well, they brought the girl, no, she’s with her relatives, i told her to pick her up, her relatives, they have rights, i’m least interested in their rights, but i had to act in the best interests of the child, right? yes, lil, i thought, i’ll write everything now, she’ll be released, lil, calm down, we ’ll come up with someth

and shouting are two different things, vasya, eh, it’s clear, but what are you drawing today, thosen old man, like a big boss who spoke to us at the club, they gathered us there from all schools, he also gave us stars and said: pin it, then he congratulated us, no, well, he’s exactly drawn, are you sure? , yes, it’s definitely him, and so what, unfortunately, it’s definitely her, stepan grigorievich, presumably a painting by yuri piminov, but it belonged to the architect pavlovsky. anastasia, my wife, bought it at some market about five years ago, came home, the whole thing was glowing, just a piece. childhood, a piece of home, she lived in this house, she she was a muscovite, yes, we met her in 1943 on the kursk bulge, then she followed me all her life all over the country, anastasia mikhailovna, she was a fighting woman, a medal bearer, i went to krasnoyarsk, olmsk, stavropol, everyone missed moscow, and when i bought the painting, there was so much joy there, it brought me happiness, i looked at it for hours, and why did the painting hang here? anastasia mikhailovna died last yea