I regretted a million times that I went on about my screaming stomach and offered to cook a modest student dinner. This potato came out sideways to me. I feel that as soon as I eat a fried slice, heartburn will immediately begin, and I will turn into a fire-breathing dragon.

And this is all Korneev with his bosom friend.

They get on my nerves and don't let me relax and take a breath even for a second. In a few minutes, I turned into one stretched string, which you only have to touch with your finger, as in an instant you will be left without a limb. I am...