The husband comes home and his wife finds women's pants in his pocket. Well, the wife yells at him on the spot: - Bastard, who are you hanging around with? The husband apologizes: - "I'm sorry, for the last time. The next day the husband comes home and his wife finds his bra in his pocket again and yells at him: - Bastard... Did you promise one last time? The husband excuses himself again: - Sorry, it's definitely the last time, I reply. On the third day, the husband comes home again and the wife goes through her pockets, finds nothing and starts screaming: - Bastard... scoundrel... and where could you find such a woman who wears neither panties nor bra.
Well, the wife yells at him on the spot:
- Bastard, who are you hanging around with?
The husband apologizes:
- "I'm sorry, for the last time.
The next day the husband comes home and his wife finds his bra in his pocket again and yells at him:
- Bastard... Did you promise one last time?
The husband excuses himself again:
- Sorry, it's definitely the last time, I reply.
On the third day, the husband comes home again and the wife goes through her pockets, finds nothing and starts screaming:
- Bastard... scoundrel... and where could you find such a woman who wears neither panties nor bra.
Thank you for not starting with a month, but with an hour and twenty.)
watch from about the 15th second onwards:
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