Once there was a man, he had a wife, a daughter, and two sons — still small children. Once the mother and children went to the bathhouse, she picked up the black linen and began to wash it, standing over the trough, and then turned to the boys as an asshole. Here they look and laugh:

- Eh, Andrew! Look, because Mother has two pi ... dy.

- What are you lying? This - one, but only forked.

- Oh, you snotty devils! - shouted at them mother. - See what you have invented!

A woman came to the hut, lay down with her daughter on the stove and began to talk among themselves.

- Well, daughter! - says the mother, - soon it is time to give you in marriage, then you will live with your husband, and not with us ...

- If so, I do not want to get married!

- What are you, what are you, stupid! Yes, why are you afraid? Good girls still rejoice.

- Yes, why rejoice, then?

- How what? You sleep with your husband for the first night, exchange tads and your father and mother for him, you will like sweeter honey and sugar.

“Why, mother, is it so sweet, and where is this sweetness?”

- Oh, how stupid you are! Vity did you go a little with your father in a bath, then?

“I went,” says the daughter.

- Well, did you see the father at the end of the notch?

- Seen, mother!

- This is the sweetest.

And the daughter says:

“If there were five hacks of hacks, the bills would have been even sweeter!”

Father lay, lay on the beds, listened, listened, could not restrain himself, and shouted:

- Oh, you robber! X ... th to your throat! What they say! I for your sweetness do not split my x ... I into small parts.

Here she wondered yes. one x ... I am small, and two will not fit; better to twist them together and both to drive.