The anecdote.
The driver’s wife comes home and says to her husband:
"Ludka's husband, a lander, will lift her on extended arms over the balcony and... her. The Romantic!
Olga’s husband is a sailor. He will pour a full bath of water, the sea salt will be poured, the calf will dress, the binoculars will take and... her. The Romantic!
What can you offer me?"
The long-haul driver thought, he thought, Romance is needed of you – well.
He gave his wife two mirrors, one in each hand, curved with cancer. I walked away a few meters from behind, took off my pants and shouted “Let’s give up a little bit.” Look in the mirrors!"
The comments.
I don’t have mirrors in the car.
No, I can’t get rid of them or get out of the parking lot.
The head starts to turn immediately. I lose the orientation. I still do not have a personal car. Courage and "soniness "- in exceptional cases I drive.
Try looking like mirrors in the apartment. Many have helped. This was advised in the auto school.
I only watch the mirrors in the back.
This is how? How is it?! to
From driving they will have sex, and from sex - parking instructions?! to