grigory leps is looking for the singer trafim, who called him a baboon. haven’t seen the traffic, one question, no, in vain, some people who don’t know how to behave, you can’t imagine the desire to break through, like a baboon, according to trofim, sixty- one-year-old grigory lepel himself at a concert in kostroma. in the footage of this video, the people's artist knocks the phone out of the hands of a fan with all his might. it’s impossible, because we are a representative of culture, you must be a full-fledged representative of culture, otherwise, well, how? but trafim, barely hearing that grigory leps is looking for him to ask who you called a baboon, immediately turns on the rear. no, i said it's the fans who boogie themselves are they leading, have they already managed to cross over with the scythe? no, he didn’t have time, but i think he will still have time, it happens on the left, the hub is on the right, i know this from childhood, when i was involved in boxing. grisha is too popular a person, he should have some kind of security that monitors t

nikolai’s wife wants to name him in honor of grigory leps, if only it’s not a girl , it will be difficultl event, you can give my little girl a song by grigory leps, she will be with... but slamming the door, without looking back, you went, walking in another parallel, alone, what have you done, how could you, spring has ended and ruined everything, what have you done, now decide for yourself how to forget the words. everything that happened to us, she destroyed herself, herself, herself, with all the smell on the bed, that somewhere nearby you were wandering, without you they were erased, my naive dreams, months, weeks will merge, and if it doesn’t return... all of you , for now, let’s not put an end to things, what have you done, how could you, spring is over and you’ve messed everything up, what have you done, decide for yourself, how to forget the words and... everything that happened to us has been destroyed, what have you done, how could you, spring ended and ruined everything, what have you done, decide now myself, how can i forget all the words, everything that was with us, what a

glasses, cool the glasses, absolutely right, yes, now it’s correct , well, we already beat one, grigory lepse screen: vodka is too transparent, a glass is too transparent, for cooling glasses, yes, for some reason the ice was not poured here, but the logic, yes, this is exactly what was placed correctly, look, in 1680, in the english kingdom, in the english kingdom, tableware with the interesting name monte, known in russia as a glass transfer, appeared in order to keep drinks cool in this... perhaps the most expensive products of a special plant, to her order glass programs were included in all the famous sets of the imperial porcelain factory, chic, cool, mandatory, simply said, mandatory, because the glass should be cold, the glass you hold should be cold, no, it was just believed that the glass should be cold, liqueur, especially liqueur, not vodka, if only the liqueur that was poured into it. it had to be at room temperature, yes, that was the beauty of it, well, the three clues that we showed you, the third one told you everything. she didn’t tell us anything at all, they, you see, tur

unbending character, special tenacity, and maybe that’s why she looks organically in a duet with grigory leps where you have not been, look into my eyes, there is so much you can steal, it’s easier to say it yourself, that love was a shootout of souls, i got bored, i don’t believe you, you’re a long time. .. and who prophesies tears for me, i don’t believe you, you ’ve ruined everyone in the past winter long ago, i don’t believe in you, you’re drowned, you’re dead, i don’t believe you, you’re all i had, but i don’t believe you , this is in the forests of our birds. time to tear, burn the pages where about with you, where i managed to become yours melancholy, boundlessness, the wind outside the window, out of habit, drives the clouds, like a match, the sun will light, there will be a sky, a day will come where i have not been, look into my eyes, you can lie so much, it’s easier. to say this myself, that love was a shootout of souls, i became bored, i don’t believe you, you’re the one who prophesies people to me, i don’t believe you, and we had sex a long time ago in my own way, i don’t believe

yes, i tried the bear, it is served in the capital’s restaurant, which was opened by the singer, grigory lepsre connoisseurs of wild meat, bear meat stewed in the oven, i really hope absolutely happy, happy, bear meat turns out to be a hit abroad, in japan it is so popular that in big cities they even install winding machines in which you can buy a portion of ready-made wild animal goulash. i myself don’t know how to cook bear meat, so we come here to buy it, it’s surprisingly tasty, the price in asia and russia is still steep. holy shit, how healthy, yes, the purity of the bear has increased, and it has increased, well , judging by the monitoring data, about three or even more times, nevertheless the actual harvest is about 3% of the number, that is, very few bears are hunted, and if earlier it was possible to hunt bears only in the spring, now the hunting season has been extended to the summer all winter, and it is the meat of such bears that is used for culinary purposes, which is why bear meat stew no longer a curiosity. but it’s not so much that it can be sold in every supermarket, and e

sergey lemakh, seriously, i’m stunned, and a little bit of grigory leps, that you pretend that you liked few days ago, with pleasure, tell me what song, any of your repertoire, whoever you are? come on, you're for rasputin, i'm for kirkorov, it'll just be surrender with the patrakhs, okay, come on, rose gold, like a glass of wine, there are two between us. glass, we need silence, so this is masha rasputina, that ’s what i’m leading you to, you are our sorcerer, sorcerer, yes, before the cosmonaut reveals his true face, i’m waiting for your last guess, who is hiding under this mask, name one name, please, well, let's do it in chorus or one at a time, let's do it in chorus, let's do it in chorus, three, four, kaymet. accepted, and now, what we love most, we find out right now, who is the astronaut, mask, mask, mask, mask, mask, mask, mask, mask, mask, mass, mass, mass, mass, mass, a lot, it’s a real pleasure to feel, the taste of coffee, jardine colombia medalin from selected arabica beans, which have revealed the aroma in the author’s roasting, filled with colombian passion, pleasure. fee