Suddenly, after work, a girlfriend invited me to my birthday. There were two other friends there. So, while they were trembling in the kitchen about their female, I cleaned up their potatoes and roasted three bowl fry potatoes, because none of them knew how to cook it. With a lot of respect and compliments.)

It was the funniest birthday I’ve ever visited.

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This is, fucking, the most unexpected ending of the story - three positive-minded freelancers to roast a fried potato.