Even parents can accept that you grew up, but not neighbors!

My mom and dad have marriage anniversary, 42 years old. I (33 years old, mother of two children and head of the department) and my brother (39 years old, director of my own firm, have a wife and a son-student). The parents went to bed early, and we broke up, at 11 o’clock in the evening decided to go and see what the square now looks like, in which we liked to walk as a child.

In the morning, a neighbor's aunt Galia made a complaint to her father, who was met on the staircase cage - what is it that his children chew without supervision at night!