sour cream

- free cash desk! -Hello. I'd like a big kvass, fried cracklings, double makdranik with sour cream and a cockerel lollipop with me.

producers are giving a chance to change their minds

-an, do you want to eat? - no - maybe some cottage cheese? - no - there are hedgehogs - no need - more borscht with sour cream - I don’t want - what about dumplings? - I can’t - maybe some cutlets? - I won’t - fish? pies? cheesecakes? - no - some seagull? some coffee? cocoa? milk? - Grandma, I want to sleep! -ah, well, sleep, sleep. There is a chocolate bar in the nightstand.

WE DON'T HAVE ENOUGH INTERNET

don't be sour, hang out in hard labor

fuck you

This post is dedicated to those who have tasted a jacket lock and know this sour metallic taste

It's me, the postman. Pechkin, a knife to the liver - no one is eternal, for your boy

We were sick less often in childhood than our children are now. I’m wondering what was medicinal: resin from trees, green apricots, tar, or the sour asses of ants?

If I had a cat like that, I might never get married. © Uncle Fyodor's dad