Dialogue in the kitchen:

Blonde girlfriend: Eugene, you just don’t laugh, I’m really interested in it!
I: I will stand, urinate!
She: When do you cuddle you have a whistle on your foot lying or failing to the toilet?
If we desire, we will push.
She (still very seriously): That is, you can even write sitting down?
I feel like I’m dying: Aaaah!
She (attention, culmination of the event): If you can sit, why are you standing and writing?? to
The curtain falls, too.