Next to us, door to door, was "Bidubar." To go to him and to us, Paul had not noticed, we crawled on all fours under our windows. When we returned home, it is unknown at what hour of the night, drunk or pretending to, Paul was silent, gritting his teeth.He disdained to go and bring us home - and it would be necessary, and even the collar! Paul always silent with the air from which Edith was enraged. She threw him in the head all that was at hand. Motionless as a refrigerator, Paul told me: - Simon, the kitchen seems to still have the plates - go fetch.Then dignified lay on the bed. Book in hand, the radio at full volume. I can imagine what the neighbors felt. Radio was his inseparable friend. He could spend hours watch online social virtues
and listen to classical music, in which we, of course, did not understand a damn thing, and the news of the day. Edith came to despair.There was a "phony war." Except for defense, nosy little officer in operetta uniforms and all those who were in the "near one of the village", but always close to Paris, then life has not changed.Myuzikholly, theaters and cinemas were crowded because the military needed a rest and maintaining morale. That year was a fine spring, expected a good summer. Edith, who basically do not pay attention to the weather, saying, 'What luck that I have Paul, from this spring I'm drunk days does not end. "I always thought Paul was talented not only in the afternoon. But that did not stop Edith indulge in booze. It is often covered longing. Around us is definitely something going on, we have not seen, but felt. Once I came up with a brilliant idea. - Go around all the cafes on the street Belleville - both up and down. We went.They came in all dives - and they are there without an account. watch online
and climb up and down can not. The Plaza de Fat we have moved on all fours. Until now, there are all janitors remember it. When we got back, Paul praised our behavior clearly. And Edith certainly wanted him to have fun with her.Edith at all when pyanela, becomes fun - it was "fun wine", as we say in French. - Edith enough. Go sleep it off in a different location. I do not want in my bed drunk woman. - You rascal, slug. You make me sick. You putrid smell. Paul is not saying a word, he took under his arm radio and went into another room. - Oh, yes!Coward, scumbag - Edith screamed, white wine and rage. Her drunken rage has reached such proportions that could catch up to the Eiffel Tower.
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She flew into his room, grabbed the receiver, dropped on the floor and began to trample underfoot, hiccuping with wine and anger.Paul stood up ... pick up the pieces, looked at Edith, wobbly front of him, took her by the shoulders. - I'm sorry this is a very bad thing. And he left. We were so drunk that did not feel shame. The next day, Edith gave Paul a new receiver.It's good that it happened in time - a few months it was impossible to receivers watch online