Anek about Georgians.

On Georgia's wedding to one another:
 - Many of the wedding I have been, but this bride has not seen - I do not understand at all - it is a woman or a man.
 - Hey, shut up at all, and then I'll slaughter here - this is my daughter.
 - I'm sorry, daragoy. I did not know you were the father of this beauty.
 - Scribe to you - I'm her mother.