Vovochka’s mother says to her husband: “They’re calling you to school.” Vovochka broke the window!
– God! How many of those windows are there? Not a school, but some kind of greenhouse!
Vovochka’s mother says to her husband: “They’re calling you to school.” Vovochka broke the window!
– God! How many of those windows are there? Not a school, but some kind of greenhouse!