This guy, Lenny…
You’d never believe the kind of people you meet in Alcoholics Anonymous…
This guy, Lenny, I met him at my St. John’s Saturday night meeting. He had a grim view of the future. He gave me a ride home once, and it took him a few minutes to clean out the passenger seat, which happened to be full of some pretty good metal CDs. Instead of buying a 1000-watt system with subs, he bought a $90 set of soundproof headphones and just blocked out reality efficiently.
He’d get this crazy look in his eye, with at all times holding a cigarette in the middle of his clenched lips, plugged into a constant cloud of nicotine-enriched smoke, and he drove like a bat out of hell.
A couple times after that, while walking I would see him coming up fast and swerving through traffic, blowing by at 70 or 80mph. The look in his eye said pure madness.

То что бредомысли это точно
Видно настиг творческий кризис. Мысле нет о чем писать
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