We have two aunts at work, fighting and cheerful, not afraid of god or shit bald. Their children are grown up and live far away. Per that is why on us, the green, tired of the radiation of monitors айтишнеках,
Implement your maternal instinct. They regret and feed all kinds of culinary dishes and fruits and vegetables from their "facade".

The boss enters the office and sees the apples.
The first (apparently out of indignation that without demand):
Do not eat! You will become a goat!
No, the apples are not young.

Thanks T. K. and G. Y. for the apples and for the good mood =)