Shirt collar

Once upon a time there was a beautiful gentleman; all his chattels were just a boot remover and a comb. But he has one of the best shirt collars in the world. What we want to hear now is the story about this collar. The shirt collar is old enough to consider the issue of marriage. By coincidence, he and the garter were mixed in the water and washed. "My God!" said the shirt collar, "I have never seen such a slender and delicate, so charming and gentle person. May I have your last name and name?" "I can't tell you this!" Garter said. "Where is your house?" the shirt collar asked. But the garter is very shy.

To answer such a question, she finds it very difficult. "I think you are a belt, right?" said the shirt collar—"a belt for underwear! Dear lady, I can see that you are both useful and adornment!" "You shouldn't talk to me !" said the garter. "I think, I didn't give you any reason to do this!" "Ah, someone who looks as beautiful as you," said the shirt collar, "is enough reason." "Please don't walk too close to me. !" said the garter, "you look like a man!" "I am still a beautiful gentleman!" said the shirt collar. "I have a boot remover and a comb!" This is not true at all, because these two things belong to his master. He was just bragging. "Please don't walk too close to me!" said the garter. "I'm not used to this kind of behavior." "This is just a pose!" said the shirt collar.