In connection with the frost, I remembered last year’s trip to Irkutsk Oblast.
I visited with friends for a week, and there was just the frost, and it would be nothing, but they live in the private sector, in their house and amenities, as I then thought, in the courtyard.
Before I leave, I say to the head of the family:
You are strong guys, Siberians, go to the toilet on such a frost several times a day, I apologize - your ass is frozen and at least henna.
Although I myself am a guy and weak, but I apologize - I endured as much as I could, if only the fifth point did not freeze.
In response, the head of the family looked at me surprised and said:
We go to the toilet in the house, in the fall, it is built, it is warm, and we run to the street sorting, because there is a good connection (that is, he ran, called, fled), so we are fools that the ass freezes!
And I stand, knock my eyes and think you’re not stupid.