One day Vladimir Vladimirovich ™ Putin Dmitry Anatolyevich Medvedev stood on the Kremlin's Cathedral Square and sadly watched the snow.- Hey, bro, - suddenly said Vladimir Vladimirovich ™, - What's your name as a child?- And why would you? - Did not understand Dmitry Anatolyevich.- Oh! - Answered Vladimir Vladimirovich ™, - I do not know, as you call it. President of the call you sick, and Mr Medvedev are too sweet. What's your name? Dima?- Mitya, - said Dmitry Anatolyevich, grinning.- Congeniality! - Said Vladimir Vladimirovich ™ and smiled.
