(miniflash story)

A group of friends decided to ride across Ukraine on motorbikes. The friends were on cloud nine. They quickly drove a dozen of kilometers looking at the splendid scenery.

Soon they got hungry and went to a cafe near the highway. The autumn lush landscape was swell like in Ukrainian songs. As soon as the fellas sat down at the table, a rough male voice rang out from the far corner of the cafe:

“Hey guys, is that you, the band of ‘red star sideburns?’”

The friends were in a fog, but one of the boys answered with a smile:

“No, we are a “yellow…trident…mustache” group.

Everyone in the cafe started laughing loudly. The friends ate deliciously and went on their way!