Many years ago I worked as a seller in a store selling discs (DVD, mp3 and all this wild). The work was quite steep, I saw all kinds of representatives of the straight, but now it's not about that.



We worked alternately for 2 people, we were 3rd, two girls and me.

And then one day before lunch one of the girls complained that her boyfriend put a wallpaper on the phone with naked grandmothers. We discussed this topic and a brilliant idea came to our mind - to put her naked men in the phone.

There was no internet at work, but my home, where I had a PC with network access, was literally across the road. I decided to go home for lunch and find pictures of naked men.



He came home, turned on the music by the habit of louder (something al-la infant annihilator), he warmed up to eat and sat down to look.

He lived without his parents, but his father always had the keys and free access to the apartment.



I sit looking, eat my lunch and here the track is quiet, before switching to the next and behind my back I hear the voice of my father: "You are on***, what p***c?“”



For a long time I proved that it was not what he thought, the good of the partner didn’t get stuck and immediately confirmed my words. ))