Do you know what a wedding is like? This was a whole day of hustle, rush, bumping, worrying for themselves, for the bride, for the blasphemous guests, they were sho to eat and sho to drink, the shoot of each other's rows did not clean up, the shoot of the blue uncle Vitya finally fucked away from the photographer and screwed him to swell up, the shoot of the fool don't give god because of the photographer's inefficiency didn't get the shoot photos and videos, the shoot of the friend's friend dropped where the thread on the hood and was not jealous of the friend, and went to swallow didn't break her shadow... and so on. and etc. By 22:00, she and her husband only had one thought: "Lord, burn the lightning with this vaccanal... and here at 23:00 you roll out of a taxi and go home, behind your chest with a treasure, a rabbit in the morning... according to which tradition the bride should be brought into the house on your hands, you take your wife in your arms and you are afraid to get filled with her on the threshold... and then finally blow out all the cuddle, you fall on the bed and here you seem to have to perform a sexual act, but looking into the eyes of your wife, you understand that you do not need her or her action!!! To sleep, to sleep, to sleep.