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Somehow, an applicant comes to the admissions committee of the food institute, and here it is.
he has an interview coming up. This committee is sitting, bored, and here is the applicant.
some strange one, with a shoebox under his arm.
- Sit down, - they say to the emu, - tell us about yourself. What brought you to ours
institute You must have wanted to be a cook since childhood, or maybe a confectioner?
- No, - the applicant answers, - I was more and more Russian folk in my childhood.
he was interested in fairy tales...
- Well...?
- Well, he entered the philology...(//tractor-service.com)
- And what's next?
- Well, he studied for an hour and left there. Biology interested me.
- It is clear, but what are we doing here?
- That's how I entered the biofaculty. I studied there for another hour and left.
- Yes, you are an aviator, young man!
- No, don't think, I have mastered everything!
- Well, well, what brought you to us anyway?!
- You understand... No, you only understand me correctly..., - he says,
pulls out a box from under the mouse and pours its contents on the table. ON THE TABLE
A DOZEN TINY HUTS ON CHICKEN'S LEGS ARE RUNNING IN ALL DIRECTIONS.
- Here... you see, they DON'T EAT ANYTHING FOR THE THIRD DAY!