shampusik

devochki, lyapnula ya nashemu pape o tom chto mojno vipit shampusika i nachnutsa shvatki, vchera on kupil mne butilochku 375 ml i govorit "pei !", ya i vipila, takoe vkusnoe, s uma soiti, hotya tak ya ego ne lublu, eto daje ne shampusik, a gazirovannoe martini, potom do vechera hodil i sprashival  " nu che? " ya govoru ni figa!  koroche, teper menya sovest glojet, chto ya bessovestnaya mamashka, ne opyanela konechno, no vse taki..