About divorce and lack of sense of humor (told by a colleague).
The Wednesday. My wife sent me for a fish. Kuma is a good self and a single woman, and in order not to torment herself with the expectation of the prince, a comrade comes to her every Wednesday, who is also in search, well, they give each other, the cousin feeds him, and he then thanks her. I got sick with the cousin, then she showed, then I looked at it, call the wife -"you are where, half an hour we are waiting for you on the street". I meet my wife and I have the following conversation:
-"what is there, the cum, is preparing for the arrival of the serege?"
And there’s nothing to do with it"