How irritating are the grandmothers who say about themselves with such a child: “I have a child!...I have a child!”"... At the same time, the upbringing of this “child” is so chilling that being with him in the same room is not for the weak-nervous.
Fuck, give such a completely natural for the female body process of the Order of Honorary Pigs, and let them calm down and silence, finally (