Fairytale for the wife

Once upon a time there was a husband. And this husband had everything, only there was nobody to read to him the evening tales. And he loved fairy tales from his childhood.

You, of course, ask how it happened that he was so unlucky? And what does his wife do if she does not read evening stories to him. And his wife likes to watch movies for the night. That's why she does not have enough time to read fairy tales to her husband.

The husband sat down and began to think. One day he thinks. The second day he thinks. On the third day, he decided to go to the Godfather of his child (Kum) for advice, what to do.

Kum was respected by everybody and his word was heard. "It can not be truth that your wife did not read you fairy tales for the night!" The legal right of the husband for a fairy tale for the night has not been canceled yet! " - indignantly said Kum advised the husband to go to the Head of the Village Council.

They came to the Village Council, and there was no one there. It turned out that everyone had left for a meeting on the issue of gender equality, on which the right to vote was granted only to women.

"Can we go to the district center?" - Kum expressed another idea. They took tickets for the shuttle bus and set out on their journey. It was already getting dark when two men came to the district center. And then suddenly they met Kum's matchmaker.

Of course, such a meeting should have been celebrated!

After the fourth portion of whiskey, Kum "remembered" why they had come to the district center: his wife Galina pecked his brain, that she wants the same handbag as Lucy, the wife of zootechnics, has.

Kum's matchmaker had to return home from the district center yesterday, but came in to his old friend and hopelessly missed the bus. He complained that now his wife would make a scandal.

Compared to their problems, my complaints about the fairy tales seemed microscopic and, so as not to upset my fellow villagers, I drank whiskey and silently shed tears for my unrealizable dream. Noticing my mood, the peasants began to sing, not forgetting after each drink, to proclaim a toast to the policies of the party and the government. Everything would end, as it should be in such cases, peacefully, if quite accidentally the plate with the snack did not tip over to the Kum. Kum could not endure such an insult from the side of the matchmaker. I, too, fell. Well, for my fairy tale I was still able to fight! So the meeting of relatives from the languid turned into a dazed, with broken public furniture and the police arrest of our whole fun company.

At the police station it was cold and stank the day before yesterday's dinner, why I did not want to sleep. My thoughts spun around my house, a warm bed and a sweet wife. How is she there? Probably, is watching the next series of "Doctor House", and here I can not fall asleep again without a fairy tale...

And husband had a dream that his wife had laid a clean ironed bed and invited him to read fairy tales. Only she asks him to tell her which fairy tale he wants to listen to. For all the years of the lack of fairy tales for the night, the husband has completely forgotten how they are called and now he tried to remember at least one name of the tale. But he did not succeed. At first he was overcome by fear, then - by horror. How so, what now to do? How will it be now? For a moment he thought that the ground was running out from under his feet and he was terrified, fell from the prison couch, woke up in a cold sweat...

His wife was waiting for her miserable husband with a delicious dinner, a clean ironed bed and hugs, and her husband told her tale of an unforgettable meeting of the three epic heroes who met to discuss an issue, vital for their village. Very soon, tired each in his own way, they both fell asleep with the sleep of the righteous.