has long been. 10 years ago. My wife went somehow for business, I sit at home, on the weekend, stick in the compass.

Half an hour later, the wife breaks into the apartment and suspiciously looks at me, runs around all the rooms, looks into the closets.

Sitting on the couch confused says:

I sit on the route. Nearby there is a girl, whispering on the phone:

Mmm, but where did you go? To the glory? Is his wife gone? — Oh, burn it up there.

When I got home I don’t remember.



He nodded his head: You run fast. has not arrived yet!



My wife did not go anywhere that day and watched my phone.