This summer, when we were with my grandmother in the village, there was a courtyard... the matter came to the toilet (to carry into the house too expensive and laboriously just insulated the cabin, what difference still there live electricity in the summer)
Well, so my younger sister began to penetrate, that no one is allowed there, please pay money to go to the toilet...
Dad said the phrase:
Oh, Alena, what kind of you are... To the other fucking greedy...