My friend was a Lithuanian. Married in Lithuania. People are calm, even phlegmatic, I would say.
Then they went to West Virginia to rest. They took off the house, walked, entered the house and went to sleep. Her wife, Lyma, woke up first, and the first thing she saw when she woke up was a huge snake coming out of the bed. The other would envy, of course, but Lyme was Lithuanian, so she gently pushed Algirdas and said, "Algis, we have a snake under the bed." Algirdas, who was tired after a six-hour ride last day, did not want to wake up, so he cried out, "You can't see the snake if it's under the bed," and fell asleep again. Then Lyma pushed him stronger and said, "Algis, but I want a pi-pi, and if I get up, I will attack the snake!" "So the snake is no longer under the bed," Algirdas logically concluded and tried to stretch the blanket on his head. Lyma stopped his attempt and promised to make a pi-pi on his head if he did not penetrate.
Whether you want it or not, Algirdas had to wake up. First he put on his glasses, then hanged his head from the bed and looked at the snake. She was obviously not in a hurry, and she was obviously not bothered by the fact that Lyma wanted a pi-pi. Then Algirdas said something to the serpent in Lithuanian. I don’t know where the West Virginia snake could know Lithuanian, but Algirdas was clearly understood because she went into the kitchen under the refrigerator.
Lyma breathed relieved and went to the toilet, while Algirdas continued to blow.
For some reason, the snake under the refrigerator did not like it, and when Lyma tried to get out of the toilet, she found the same snake right under her door. Calls to Algirdas did not help her this time - he slept relentlessly in the neighboring room.
Lyma several times tried to cut the snake in English, it did not help, then, remembering the successes of Algirdas, she said something not very good in Lithuanian, and as in the water looked! The snake is gone, really again under the refrigerator...
I would have listened to this whole story for a long time, but I was most curious, “Well, what did you do with the snake then? Captured and thrown out?”
“Why?” Algirdas answered me. “We stayed in this house for only three nights, and the snake lives there all the time. We asked her not to get out of the refrigerator while we were here, and we agreed with her."
“Have the serpent agreed with you?” I asked.
“Not at all,” Algirdas replied, “we had to feed her. We bought her milk and put a plate in the kitchen. But under the bed she didn’t slip, Lyma didn’t wake me up anymore, so we left home, having rested well.”