Prehistory: Drunk at a friend in Golyanovo. We walked, we returned to her in the courtyards, time somewhere at 12 at night I get up behind the garages to suck.

She: Fight, there is a man on our side.
I: Fuck, Masha, you are paranoid again!
She: No, normal, this is a tree!
I: Fuck, it would be better for a man to come to us than a tree.