By the way, the story with the doll Elsa is a postponed sequel to the fact that men mostly don’t know and don’t want to give gifts. First, the husband of the bride boasts the gifts, he is so comfortable, not including the brain, to order an iPhone, or some gold hernia, and not to find out what dragons the bride loves (or even generally without a gift will blow the money - give yourself - but such a knight even the Dunja-bird, who can delight even the iPhone / gold hernia, will quickly send through the woods), and if the girl does not make conclusions, then it will be seven years - and the child will also start to fuck. For even if in all the details explained how the dolls are different (although a good father without the advice of the mother would know that the daughter loves and that the daughter already has - because the fathers are playing with the child, imagine), a man is puzzled at the fact that there are two of them there in general.
Do men not understand in pruncesas? And mothers in football rarely understand, but the mother to the son, enthusiastic about "spartak" for some reason does not give "dynamo" shark because "oh, they are more different, shells - about football and that too."