Bike Joke: Night. Communal apartment. Of course, I was sitting on the internet somewhere before 3:00 am. Realizing that it was time to go to bed (And then get up tomorrow and I will get Late. Such my parents). Walk to the bathroom. With a roar come across something big and metallic (rouse the neighbors) corrected a fallen thing going on. I came back, again bumping into the same, as it turned out, the truck with even more noisily, kicking her feet, {censored}, calmly going to bed. And so two nights in a row. The neighbors have gone mad. That's how we live.