I adore my country.
I tell in order. My boyfriend and I were raised in the old traditions, kissing on the street, everyone in sight, embarrassed. So one day, in search of solitude, they went to kiss in the forest. We walked a few kilometers deep in the forest, but there were always the same kissing couples. When, finally, we went into the forest so far that we were left alone, and began to greedy kiss, then appeared a grandmother in a towel and began to scream on us that the youth has broken up, kisses in the sight of all. O_O