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Nope, that's incorrect...
Oh, be careful, don't make me write a poem:)
Yeeeh...
My father was given a box of Hewlyt-Packard chocolates about a month ago. It was a one-off souvenir, so to speak, for cooperation and a joint project.
The chocolates, I'll tell you honestly, are disgusting. You know, with a hard glaze on the outside, and the actual chocolate inside. The glaze is tasteless, and what's inside is indescribable and impossible to chew.
In short, I don't know how they ate them; I couldn't even swallow one – I spat it out.
Today, there was only one chocolate left in the box. I shook the box so that the Hewlyt-Packard chocolate would knock against the sides and, perhaps, its glaze would crumble.
But, I must give credit to Hewlyt-Packard; their glaze is stronger than glass, so the box broke from the inside because of the chocolate :-(
That's terrible. I was sitting on the couch, and I had to pick shards out of the bedding.
And I threw the box from the balcony into the dirt and a pile of trash. And when my unsuspecting father sat on the couch, an unnoticed shard pierced his butt. It was funny for a whole minute.
Then we all felt a little sad.
Oh, be careful, don't make me write a poem:)
Yeeeh...
My father was given a box of Hewlyt-Packard chocolates about a month ago. It was a one-off souvenir, so to speak, for cooperation and a joint project.
The chocolates, I'll tell you honestly, are disgusting. You know, with a hard glaze on the outside, and the actual chocolate inside. The glaze is tasteless, and what's inside is indescribable and impossible to chew.
In short, I don't know how they ate them; I couldn't even swallow one – I spat it out.
Today, there was only one chocolate left in the box. I shook the box so that the Hewlyt-Packard chocolate would knock against the sides and, perhaps, its glaze would crumble.
But, I must give credit to Hewlyt-Packard; their glaze is stronger than glass, so the box broke from the inside because of the chocolate :-(
That's terrible. I was sitting on the couch, and I had to pick shards out of the bedding.
And I threw the box from the balcony into the dirt and a pile of trash. And when my unsuspecting father sat on the couch, an unnoticed shard pierced his butt. It was funny for a whole minute.
Then we all felt a little sad.
Первый, кто был забанен за Правду.