Funny story.

No less than thirty years ago, I was going along briskly running column of people, when somebody hissed rapidly by a hedge and jostled with me:

-         Are you blended!?

And I answered:

-         Excuse me, but you have just bumped into me and moreover you are going on to stay on my feet! Don't be so military-looking and get off from my shoe!

He looked at me pensively and said something very crude:

-         If you were continue to speak so gravely with me I would cut off your head!

I was momentary taken aback. Why did he smile a faintly twisted smile? Why didn't he suffer me? My head got a large piece of pallor on the face. He stared at me:

-         Do you know this scent?

And he gave me a piece of fur collar. I sniffed and imbibed sulphur smell. And I heard his stentorian voice again:

-         Do you know this scent!?

Next moment stout woman came from the corner and stranger with collar instantly jumped off and walked briskly along the street…