New Year's Eve Adult Eating idea where to spend the night of December 31 to January 14.The task is complicated.But kids do not have to worry about - you know sit so expect gifts from Santa Claus.Only to learn a suitable poem and dressed up in a suit.Now it is not a problem.By the New Year in any children's store, or even on the market invitingly platishke fluttering snowflakes and bunny ears waving skins waiting for their young owners.But for those born in the USSR, preparing costumes for the New Year was serious epic.That's what history has told us one adult bearded, mustachioed uncle.
- Here you are asking why I'm with a beard and a mustache go?Not polar explorer, not a hunter.In the office, working face to protect against frost is not necessary.Only now, after a long-time holiday in kindergarten it seems to me that only with the beard and mustache can look like a real man.
older group of kindergarten was ordered to appear in the New Year costumes.Girls snowflakes, boys - bunnies.House of wire bent ears and wrapped them with bandages.Parents, do not be fooled so long, I would just try to roll bandages.The character of horror came, not from the animal fairy forest.See you at the matinee this mummy big floppy eared - son from kindergarten hunt and dad from the party.
began to look for an idea in my grandmother's trunk.Figuring decided that at one time you can use the grandfather's underwear: white pants and shirt.Endow, tucked, tie, tucked - all the way through.Only the front of his pants to the knee kind of a rabbit turned out not quite presentable.Judging by the size of the gaps - not the hare and the rabbit - a sex maniac.You can send a photo at the Playboy.Although if this journal in the Soviet Union had not yet heard.
Yet unscrew.In the same trunk found babulkinu petticoat white with kruzhavchikami and put on top of the pants, covering erotic detail.I, frankly, do not really like this situation, but would argue with parental authority!Please persuaded, then shook his belt.Porevel a bit and gave up little else was.And so we came to the tree.Parents dressed up, and I Dedkov-Babkin underwear.
not really have time to look around - all commanded to dance.And the girls - snowflakes were told to stand in a circle, and the boy-bunnies - in the other.Of course, I Rushed to the kid.And they got me for my not recognize!Not allowed!Skirt enough - you do not here!I moved them twice, to prove that I am a real man, but nothing significant to show the skirt could not.The brawl bandage with ear wires slid my white cloth hanging from his hair.Seeing the disorder, Maiden took me, flushed from the struggle for the right to be a man's hand, tied the bandage on his head and bows rid straight to girly circle.I had to endure, and led dances with the girls.
All anything - but then began to award prizes for the best boyish and girlish dress.Again, the devil would fight the Snow Maiden, the best snowflake she chose me.He brought to the middle, but all her questioning: - Girl, well, tell me your name?- I stubbornly silent.
So the prize then I did not get.For bad behavior.And that's where I grew up, to continue to avoid such misunderstandings, let his mustache and beard.
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