Once in my youth, a friend came to visit me on Christmas with a nightclub. I brought a bottle of cohora (Christmas too), which was very pleasant!

After drinking, smoking and talking, we sat down and watched a movie, and a friend asked me to wrap her haircuts for the night, so that my hair would be wavey in the morning. I say, sit on the floor, it’s all right now.

Spotting her hair, which apparently makes her start to relax even more on the backdrop of drunkenness, a friend says she is already cuddling her nose and falling asleep sitting.

I: What, the blame was taken away?

You will be forever, you will not be able to live without your subjects. I came to you for a celebration, and you are insulting me today!

I (in shock): How am I offending you?

Q: You’re going to cuddle now that you haven’t called me right now!

I: How did I call you? ? to ? to ? to

The pigs!