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I took the wine from the store. I’m standing, choosing olives. the Gopnik security guard approaches. young man, you have a minute! I screw up my face from the series What the fuck? him: there is a minute left until 23.00 to buy alcohol! I immediately explode, jumping over the goods and rushing to the cash registers. he overtakes me - runs ahead - breaks through the road. At the checkout the line is parting: urgently! wine! cashier: oh, let me give it to you quickly - there’s only a minute left! just paid. Behind me, 2 people apart, there are guys with beer. cashier: oh my god. beer. they won't make it in time. gets up and shouts almost in panic: girls! punch the beer. 30 seconds left! This is what I call civil society.

He doesn’t know how to talk yet, but he can already hit a punch

An interesting story happened to me last night. I was returning home. and then, out of nowhere, two of these rather big Arkharovites rolled up to me and asked me to call the phone. Well, of course, I refused and they began to be insolent, well, in short, a fight broke out. at that time, nearby they were playing with a schoolboy, well, 11-12 years old, and they saw it all and the second of them ran closer and began throwing stones at the gopniks, and one of them, apparently, got scared and ran home. but after 1 minute, these big little men came out of this house, who quickly grabbed them and gave them a punch. The gopniks quickly picked up their teeth from the asphalt and crawled back home. It turns out that this boy ran home to call his family, thereby saving me from inevitable bruises and knocked out teeth. p.s. Not all children are shkolota, and many of them are very good and kind. all the best:] - sir, you are just lucky!