Do you think women have their brains?
My miracle goes into the bathroom, I scream:
I bought a new shampoo, try it.
He immediately raised his head:
Why did I buy?
So why why? I saw a new brand, looked at the manufacturer, smelled, smelled more pleasant than the old one. If you like, I will continue to take.
Why a new shampoo? What do I have, scratch?
You don’t have any peels, just a new shampoo. Do not try, do not start?
No, you think I have scabies. Or am I scratching?! to
In panic, he starts looking in the mirror to see the back of his neck. It starts with a detailed explanation of what I actually meant by buying this damned shampoo, up to "you don’t like my smell" Evening cat under the tail...