We recently talked about an up-to-date topic for graduates. They all passed the same scenario, as they all studied in the same city at the same time. Everyone, except my aunt’s husband, who finished school in the district center (read the village). The further dialogue:

How was your graduation?

It was good. And there was vodka, and there was a fight.

And what? Surprisingly, did you participate in it too?

It is sad:

How not to participate, change the bill...