I'm going to ask you to put up with a show about a tub that was old and worn out, impotent and weather-bitten. She complained and grumbled, turned me to Fred Stellet and wrote a petition in our tub for a temporary pension. We want a tub with a stinger, the one we have, he's a ding. Lack of lust and energy, lack of everything we're into. Get us a new crew, otherwise we'll fix the egg stand. It's a shame that it's set in motion, we'll be desperate soon. The old tub got plenty of food, there are no hens living there. No crêpe when he gets the honor, a new tub was already arranged. The hens were so curious, but there was a long delivery time on him. But they found themselves in his lot, because they were waiting for something. Imagine when the tub finally came, the hens went crazy. What can you have, how does it stand, how tight is it, how hard is it? The hens were flying around, the tub had a manager. But since he was healthy and healthy, the hens got their love moment. But... The little cute hen Agda, she was blown away by Agda. The tub was about to jump on her, Agda looked out of her eyes, but it didn't go as Agda thought. The tub just stood there and stared, until suddenly with a snap, a feather flew out of her ass. Agda's blood in the pulse burned, she stood still, but nothing happened. Several weeks after that day, she was the only innocent one in the garden. Every day, in all weather, the tub flew out a feather. And one day, out of pity and shame, Agda's ass looked forward. Agda was ashamed and cried and cried, every time the tub a feather flew out. And one day it became too much, Agda gave in to the inner pressure. For the sorrow and the torment of love, next time Agda will go crazy. She screamed in falsetto. Do you hear, you *** cockroach? Now I want an honest answer, why do you take my feathers? Why do you bully me in a fence, what you do to the other dogs? The tub replied, a little shyly, yes I love you passionately. Everything you ask for, you will get. But I want you naked anyway.