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Recently, a store opened where women can choose and buy a husband for themselves. A sign with the store's rules is posted at the entrance, which reads: 1. You can visit the store ONLY ONCE. 2. The store has 6 floors, and the quality of the men increases with each floor. 3. You can choose any man on any floor or go to the top floor. 4. It is not allowed to return to a lower floor. One woman decided to visit this "Husband Store" to find a partner. After reading the sign at the entrance to the first floor: "Men who have a job," she immediately goes to the second floor. The sign on the second floor reads: "Men who have a job and love children." The woman goes to the third floor. The sign on the third floor reads: "Men who have a job, love children, and are extraordinarily handsome." "Wow!" thought the woman, but she still went to the fourth floor. The sign on the fourth floor reads: "Men who have a job, love children, are stunningly beautiful, and help around the house." "Incredible!" exclaimed the woman. "It's very hard for me to resist!" But, saying this, she still went up to the fifth floor. The sign on the fifth floor reads: "Men who have a job, love children, are breathtakingly beautiful, help around the house, and are very romantic." The woman really wanted to stay on this floor and choose a partner, but she still, overcoming herself, went to the last floor. And on the sixth floor, she reads a sign that says: "You are visitor No. 31,456,012 on this floor, there are no men here, this floor exists only to prove once again that it is impossible to satisfy a woman. Thank you for visiting our store!" And right across from this store, a "Wife Store" was opened. On the first floor are women who love to have sex. On the second floor are rich women who love to have sex. And no one went any higher... "All the newspapers are full of occult advertisements like 'I will bring my husband back.' But there are no advertisements 'I will bring my wife back.' I wonder why?" "There is no demand. What fool would pay so much money for an old wife if for that amount you can buy a new one?" And now, our local police officer's favorite song will play, "Come together," which means "Let's go..." Brain: One-two! One-two! Legs - walk, Eyes - look, Ears - listen! Ears: What? Brain: Nothing. Just listen. Ears: We already are. Eyes: Look-look! What a girl is walking! Brain: Really? Well, well! Legs! Legs: What? Brain: Nothing!!! Now quickly - course to that chick! Legs: Yes, sir! Brain: That's better. Eyes: And what a butt... Penis: Really? Hmm... Hey, Brain, give me some juice. Brain: I need it myself. I'll think about how to approach her. Penis: Well, give it, huh? Brain: I haven't even met her yet, and you're already awake! Penis: Yes, I'm like that! Brain: Quiet. Okay, I'm thinking. I... th...ink... I... M...o...z...g... PENIS!!! SHUT UP!!! Penis: Sorry, boss... Brain: Eyes, where is she? Eyes: Already caught up. Brain: Legs, are you crazy?? I haven't even come up with a speech yet!! Legs: While you're thinking, you can die. We're going. Mouth: Brain, come up with something to say? Brain: Hmm... Well, (no, not that) maybe... hmm... Mouth: Hmm... Girl... Can... hmm... What? Ears: She's asking again. She doesn't seem to understand. Eyes: But she turned around! Wow, what boobs! Hands: Let me touch them! Penis: That's what I'm talking about. Come on, guys, be bolder. Brain: Everyone, calm down!!! Attention!!! Stand at ease!! Quiet!! Face, why are you so red?? Face: I'm not Face, I'm Face. Brain: Talk to me! I'm asking, why are you red? Face: Well, because... Penis said that blood is given for free. Eyes: She's waiting for us to say something. Brain! Work, don't sleep!! Brain: Hey, Mouth, ask how many degrees below zero it is now. Mouth: Are you crazy? Brain: Execute!!! Mouth: Hmm... Girl... hmm... how much... now... hmm... time?... Hmm. Brain: Idiot... God, what an idiot. Okay... Ears, what is she answering?... Ears: What? Brain: What? Mouth: What?... Ears: She says it's half-past five. Penis: WHAT? For such words... Brain: Calm down. Let me think... Eyes: She's leaving... Brain: Where? Stop! Oh my god.... Eyes: But still, what a butt! Penis: You're a loser, brother Brain. Mouth: Eh... Hands: As always, we didn't get there. Brain: Okay, we'll show them yet. Let's go have a beer. Penis: What a loser you are! With you, you'll become impotent. You missed such a chick... Brain: Shut up, hose. You'll find work today even without a chick. Penis: Well, yes, of course. When it comes to getting a chick, there's nothing, but when it comes to peeing, it's all on me. Hey, while you're sober, tell Hands to do a better job. Casanova, damn it....