Who, except the best friend, will tell the truth? That the cookies are all in the sides, that time does not spare, and the color does not suit you, and bruises under your eyes — and guess who's on vacation to the Seychelles in a week?And who, besides bosom friends, will support you in a difficult hour? Yes, give up this job already, and tell your wife to fuck off, be a man, that you're like a rag, let's go on a hundred.And sometimes — for thirty years the water is not spilled. And all for two, equally, without a shadow of envy. And the guys from the yard. And always there, for better or for worse, and he will write it off, and cry on his shoulder.It happens…