It happened to my ex-girlfriend. One day I visited her parents for the first or second time, I don’t remember. The acquaintance went well - somehow immediately liked each other, went to them at the country. Summer, beauty... And so, I’m sitting half lying in the room, my girlfriend comes in and asks me to open the door to the toilet, say, it doesn’t open, it’s spelled. I approach the door and try to open – scroll the pen. Well round such a very common type of lunch... the castle does not give up. I look closely at the castle and see that the core stands horizontally, that is, closed from the inside. I, not long thinking, loudly and confidently report that there is someone there. And, about myself, marrying the foolishness of my girlfriend, I lie down again on the couch with the appearance of a winner and a great erudite. And here comes my girlfriend, and laughs so that tears flow. And he says in a whisper, through a laugh, “You are what, fool? There, my mother is stuck, asking for help to open!” “There’s somebody there...” Genius, fucking.