I decided to look in here before the family feast, my friends advised me from dawn. I was suspicious of this, but I think okay, I'll come in... My choice fell on fish, it looks like nothing, it's a little stale, but it's better not to find it here, I got Drunk and went to my native hut preparing for the anniversary, 20 years of work at the factory...... What a mistake it was.... The guests sit down at the table, and I see when the fish was taken out that the expression on the faces of those present was strange.... And then I had a problem, my nose did not smell at all, and then Semenych called me aside and, forgive the expression, called my fish salted.... I've never blushed so much in my life, my God.... They threw out this fish, I had to apologize to the guests and put down a brand new moonshine, which I left for a stash... Here's a store for you, they sell all kinds of slag, they also don't know what they do with it, that the fish stinks of something incomprehensible, and, as it turned out, the torpedo of beer turned out to be overdue, and it didn't hurt so much to put me on a tiled throne, which is why I even had to skip a shift...