The story of yesterday:
https://www.anekdot.ru/id/953610/

Sorry, I am not trained in high standards. I will tell you how I think: the bridegroom there broke his ass to please the bride. She drank him to the last. I divorced him later. But first they both moved to London and now live there singing. and together.
What a romance. And I will say so for myself - a simple tractorist, kept his bride in its entirety until the marriage. Although I wanted. Six months on the gold ring. It’s no worse than London. But there were no surprises. As accumulated - bought, handed over, Since then 43 years already happy in marriage. Seven children were raised. I want to die with her one day. Because I have nothing to do here without her. I believe that when this day comes, we will have time, as always, to light candles and feed the cats of the homeless. Shame on them. Just like all of these London fifts. They sought, smashed, destroyed and forged marriages, arranged surprises, left the Motherland. Why Why? Mishura is all. My life is real. I lived happily with my only wife. Without any surprises.