Every hint I make has a piece of history: our vulgar black matter, even our sperm is guarded so that mother Helga doesn't have a son. Or even sexually transmitted diseases. Once I insulted the matter blacker than a black should be, friend, I think the woman had dozens of fungi, bacteria or, I don't know, HIV, hepatitis, shatabu or nabudi! He didn't even let me know what it means to have a sexually transmitted disease, or other diseases