Character: Sasha Sergeev

- In honor of what turmoil, Irina Nikolaevna? The area will leave, but the curtains have not been hung?
- Alexander, we're not kidding right now. And on the curtains you, by the way, did not pass!
- And why take them? The kids still draw on them, you immediately hang the vatman and that's it!

- Everything is simple here! You will be a spin line technologist. People study this specialty for five years, but what does it really mean? Look with a smart look at the devices and write all sorts of scribbles on a piece of paper.

A person quickly gets used to the good, especially to the free.

It was easy to confuse a banal breakfast on Rublevka with the anniversary of a respected person.

- Tanya, I'm back, how are you?
- Okay! The soup cooked, the cutlets are fried, the Windows wiped, Leshchiny things did a load, and now socks for winter knit.
- Wow! What I have done!
- Well done, well done... But if you again tomorrow for the Internet pay to forget, I will kill you!

And remember: all that we are told it's a secret.
- Sanya, you know... I grave. Grave graves!

When a man wears a wedding ring, he immediately transformed from a cute boy to a married man.

Even when she cuts the sausage, she she turns out tasteless.

- Maybe things will get better?
- Yes, it will! Now quit fucking! Will improve!

Everything here is so relaxed that I begin to strain!

- Dad, you don't understand! I don't want to continue your business, do not want to absorb aluminum smelters, shit in a glass toilet so the guard could see that I was safe, don't want before dinner my food tasted Nikolai Yegorovich...
- God rest his soul...

Let's finally say to the guys about our relationship?
- And a little bit more wait?
- Well, I'm willing to wait as much as necessary! A year, two, twenty-two, and if you have children, we'll hide!