Today I learned how my sister's girlfriend got married.

She wanted coconut. She bought it, locked it home and started opening it. An hour opened, two opened, nothing works. She lived on the 5th floor, there was an asphalt parking. She decided to throw the coconut down so that it would break. I waited until it was dark and there was no one on the street. Parking is illuminated. For instance, she took a paper, wrote not it "Cocos do not eat", went down and put it on the asphalt. He got up and threw the coconut out of the window. When she went down, on the asphalt next to the "notes" was a guy, injured, but conscious that it was surprising. The whole. The girlfriend ran out in the bedroom, almost what the mother gave birth, scared calls at 03:00, goes to the hospital with him. So we met.

“I go home, I don’t touch anyone, I see a sheet on the asphalt, I go and read “coco not to eat”, I stop and look around. and none. I stand for a moment, and I hear such a whisper from above. As in the fog. When I woke up, I was married.”

The coconut is in the servo now. The whole.