Front seat MTs-8r, MTs-vrrv, Ukraine

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Spring, village, plowing. Misha, the tractor driver, stopped at the edge of the field and went to
bushes and came across a bottle. Uncorked, smelled... like moonshine! and drink
scary - what the devil is not kidding! He sniffs, scratches the turnip, sniffs again... Decided!
Oret:
- Ivan!(//tractor-service.com)
- How are you, Mish?
- Do you want to try it?
- Pour it! Poured a second one, handed him a glass... Tot snorted - and fell. And apparently not breathing.
Misha sniffed the bottle, his hands were shaking. Yelling again:
- Peter! And Peter, as soon as he drank, he also became stingy. Misha has tears in his eyes.
Glazah: Well, moonshine! и хнет также, и цвет, и hands tremble... Finally, he made up his mind.
He strained a glass, got ready, shouted: Help! I drank.