All our cockroaches by birth from childhood. They hurried once, invisible, next to us in подгузниках on кривеньких legs, and then grew up. Author of the best seller of "Message of the UnRoman dad" Oleg Батлук, seeing a lot on a very young son, sets forth for a nostalgic trip on meeting with the cockroaches of the childhood. Humorous collection carries a reader in the atmospheric epoch of soviet stagnation, where all stood too long, except Oleg Батлука growing athwart party lines. Under the canopy of branchy eyebrows of Brezhnev the modest epic of maturing of short-sighted boy that in Ancient Sparta would be thrown down from a rock in the number of the first is opened out. It is not recommended persons with the frequent attacks of hiccup by reason of enhanceable concentration of jokes and гэгов.