Vovochka comes home and says to his father: “Dad, they’re calling you to school.” I blew up a desk in the chemistry classroom. The next day:
– Dad, they are calling you to school. I blew up the chemistry room. On the third day:
– Dad, they are calling you to school.
– I won’t go again!
– Well, that’s right, there’s nothing for you to do in the ruins!
