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A small boy was placed in the cell in which four convicted criminals are sitting.
a feeble old man.
- What are you doing, God's dandelion? - the inmates ask.
- I'm funny, brothers, - the old man answers.
- This is still what?
- Well, I make jokes!(//tractor-service.com)
- What jokes, show me.
- No, brothers, you don't need to - you will be unhappy later, you will still beat them.
- Well, show me, you won't be hurt, I'll be a creep.
"Okay, just don't worry about it afterwards," sighed the old man. He took a broom, put it.
ego in the dust, chatted, then knocked on the door of the cell. And when the door opened.
eye, the old man thrust a broom into it and quickly turned it a couple of times. After a few.
minutes, the door opened, and ten strong guards entered the cell.
- Yes, - said the eldest of them, looking around, - you, grandfather, step back in
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