Life in Desert of Kazakhstan: Fishing, Camel Breeding and More

Look at the teeth. Here. Here they are. Nervous. My dear. Oh! Now let's see the potatoes. Oh! Everything, potatoes are normal. Now we need to salt a little. Oh! Now again. They, our guys, do not know. The ears should be like smoked. And their natural, trees should be like this. Oh! When will be tastier itself, milk, sugar, mustache, even four. Oh, oh, oh. Oh, dear. Oh, my dear. Oh, my children. No, no, no. No, the flashlight, come on. Oh! Mother, let's put the salt. Oh! Let's wash our hands. The water is over. Let's wash our hands. The water is over. Let's wash our hands. Is the water over? The water is over. Oh, my dear. The potatoes are not enough. They are not enough. Yes, they are not enough. Oh! Oh, my dear. Oh! This is how it should be. Bye. I don't know.