I went to the girl here recently, we were going to the cinema. Well, she, like any decent girl, naturally is not assembled, I wait. Wear around me with clothes, then with shoes, then with a fan. Everything is almost ready, the last strokes. Suddenly brakes next to at full speed, a little bit of the heels did not stumble, and slides himself on the forehead "Oh, the pad should be changed, or the shower will be!" And breaks into the bathroom. I’m standing in such a shy place, I’m not a moralphagus, of course, but this is somehow too much... From the bathroom a minute for two, then silence. The door opens, the girl comes out with the crooked sleeves of the dressing suit and with the dividing key in beautiful legs. "Pardon,” he says, “I’ll be hairy now and I can go."