My dad used to get her way, even if not always fair…

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My brother recently got married. Recently he and his wife went to see our parents for tea. His brother's wife, Tanya, asked our mom and dad:

— Why did you decide to name his son Oleg?

Mom, lost in pleasant memories, said:

— When he was born, my dad and I took three pieces of paper and wrote on them men's names. Then the papers are put in a hat, shuffled and pulled out one with the name Oleg.

— What are the names you wrote? — continued to pry Tanya.

— I personally wrote Sasha, Maxim and Stephan.

Dad silently listened to all this conversation and finally said:

I wrote Oleg, Oleg and Oleg.

Judging by my mother's astonished expression, this information she heard for the first time.



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