Vovochka is calling her mother in the yard. You go out onto the balcony: “What do you want?” Vovochka:
– Mom, throw away twenty kopecks!
– They will crumble!
– And you wrap them in fifty rubles.
Vovochka is calling her mother in the yard. You go out onto the balcony: “What do you want?” Vovochka:
– Mom, throw away twenty kopecks!
– They will crumble!
– And you wrap them in fifty rubles.