
“Here you will return home – I’ll arrange you.” All in the evil thoughts, Olya opens the door, losing his key.
Ira was in all that she had the perfect man: without squatting habits, walks in the pool, monitors the garden, absorbs at home – and with his mother -in -law in the most beautiful relationship. In general, there is no belly, even the cubes of the press are visible. He prepares perfectly, and to burn with him is an unbearable task for Ira. Once they went to visit an ancient comrade Bori. But in an hour, Ira said loudly that she was tired and wanted to go home. Boris did not want to go, so he summoned a taxi for his wife. And she went and thought, “Here you will return home – I’ll arrange you.” All in the evil thoughts, Olya opens the door, strongly thundering.
And here the fight comes to meet and, smiling, says: – And I overtook you! Tea will you? And how to live? It’s been ten years! “But understand, it is really perfect, such men really exist. Yesterday we were in a cafe, and we were served by a staffing waitress. So he did not even move his eyebrows.” “Yes, Olga, it is difficult for you. After all, a woman should always have the opportunity to put a little with her husband. To offend, to get, to yell, to scream. Otherwise you are crazy. The ideal man is a real suffering, it is constant pain.”
I knew where Borya was working. She came to him, persuaded to drink a coffee filament. When he was distracted for a moment, he threw a note with the signature of “Madchka” in his pocket, with a phone number, sprayed with a piece of paper. What you will not do for the sake of your girlfriend! The next day, Ira called herself: “He comes home in the evening, shows a piece of paper with a number, says a joke is someone else. He apologized, went to cook dinner.” Poor Ira. I don’t know how to help her. After all, she has been so many years old.