"... And I'm with my own in a counter. She's there, and I'm here. She's there, and I'm here. Let him do the pomara. "

He was a good man and a thorough man, he was appreciated in the timber industry. So they have allocated a ticket to the south, we must at least improve our health sometimes.

His wife and three children stayed at home. The farm is large, and even pigeons must be fed.

And my husband has learned this! Acquainted on the sea in the hot sun with a city lady, she lured him into their networks. It would be fine still young was. And this slut simply swore, here he lost his head.

I did not return home. He began to live with a sweetheart. Only I missed very much without children and pigeons.

Somehow two of his women had to meet. Noise, din, cries, tears!

Will the spoiled spouse return to his faithful wife and harassed the children?

A touching comedy about tender feelings.

"But what fate? Drunk twirled and you will not get out. "