go to the tobacconist
> No one is interested
> when he was rescued in the yard, but went to the bed, that is, he sprayed the brick wall (and no tobacco)
> The boy offers a tank
> return back
> Frosters require words
It is clear that the place you came from tobacco, instead of smelling bananas and pants mouth ... but I do not understand that I can not be punished, but I have followed

>what did the tobaccionist say? asks father

Fucking peat mallet