promising work

[DARPA]

- Well, got a job? - Asked his wife Tyapkin.
- Almost. Competition, however, there - twenty people in the place, but was told that I have a good chance. Can take.
- Where, I wonder?
- In the bath.
- Where, where ?!
- In the bath. Opened a new bath - elite.
- In the men?
- In women, - cleared his throat and looked anxiously at his wife, said Tyapkin.
- And who, I wonder? - Hands on hips, his wife asked.
- Spinoterom.
- Oh, you bastard like that! All husbands, husbands, and I spinoter! What, other work could not find ?!
- Yes, you wait! - Moving away from advancing to him his wife, said Tyapkin. - I have not got a job. Consult with you wanted. Suddenly, you're against.
- No, you look at it! He also doubted whether I let him naked in the women back rub!
- So I have something in my underpants will - not naked. Briefs from the company. Dress necessarily.
- In general, since, in shorts you'll be there or no panties, only the husband-spinoter I do not need! Can you collect little things.
- Well, well, well. Calm Down. If you are against, then I will not go there. Just thought this is how much money I can earn per day, if one back - five hundred rubles!
- How much ?! - Asked his wife, slowly sinking into a chair.
- On the one back - five hundred rubles - repeated Tyapkin.

Evening Tyapkin ter wife back in the bath.
- According to the spatula once passed, by a spatula - the wife kept saying. - And now lower, lower. Practice, practice, try. You look, and will take on the job. Yes Do not push so hard Do not push, and then the skin sderesh!