There was one gasoline in our countryside...but why “was” it? Right now, the owner is another. At the time, it belonged to Yukos. However, this has nothing to do with history. The gasoline is well arranged - with the store, from the cafe - everything as it should be.

And next to it was a “point” where, as they now say, “girls with reduced social responsibility” worked. These workers often used the fuel toilet "for personal hygiene purposes" and a cafeteria in which they had a snack. Naturally, both teams – gasoline and “points” knew each other in the face, and sometimes drank together, after the work shift. And one of the refuellers – let’s call him Lecha – a young man, solitary – from time to time, when extra money was introduced, he actively used the services of “neighbors”.

And one day, during the next spontaneous joint "corporate" - it seems, in honor of the Eighth of March - when the people have already reached the condition, someone came up with a brilliant, as it seemed to everyone, the idea - to marry Loha! And the bride was immediately identified - a girl with a creative nickname, say, Snowden was his "favourite" in those periods when Leha decided to walk.

The objections of the “married man” were immediately dismissed as unworthy. No attention or respect. The only thing remains to do is get the consent of the bride. With this came out a hint - the lady had time to swallow and fall asleep, right behind one of the tables. When she was scattered and informed of the rainbow prospects for a soon-to-be marriage, the girl was only able to surround everyone with a dim look and ask:

For whom? ... →

Everyone pointed out to a not at all joyful Loeh. Snowden focused his eyes on him and firmly said his verdict:

No, for him I will not go. He is walking on BL! And, falling her head on her arms again, she immediately fell asleep.