They brought express mail to a colleague at work; it was called "PonyExpress." I was joking, saying, "Probably, gnomes sent you a package from Moscow, carried by a thousand little horses." Then, a courier from our office came out, and we were surprised to see that he was only about 1.5 meters tall. Well, that's when the main fun began!
change + chemistry =

Когда я умер, небыло никого, кто бы это опроверг
клан "Vampires"
P.S. ...но против креста Я не пойду никогда...