$MASKS

I have a complaint about the manufacturer of the packaging for cakes and pastries. Made of transparent food-grade plastic. Which close with a snap on the little buttons.

Because of you, I now have no privacy!

You tiptoe up to the refrigerator at night, quietly open the door, slowly reach for an eclair, anticipating gastronomic debauchery, and all it takes is a second - to open the packaging. Yeah, right! Bang! Trinch! And the mountain echo in pursuit: tynch-tynch-tynch.

You close your eyes from the crackling and rumble, open your eyes, and the whole family is already standing in the kitchen, and the dachshund first. As if her parents were hounds. And you say, in an apologetic voice: "Yes, I'm going for celery and broccoli." And Vasily from over his shoulder: “Come on, tell me.”

aahhaha))how tired are you of these buttons))