One day my companion went to meet his girlfriend at her house, they did not meet for a long time. Meet, hugs, kisses and all the shit. Here, her father runs up, grabs her friend’s chest, and asks you a man what to do with my daughter.

Comrade Pride of course. After all, at his eighteen he was quite tall, roasted-pumped, bearded and hairy. Father learned that he was the same age, and she apologized and everything was normal. It has been about 4 years. and married.

YYY: Has your daughter got married?