No, not the ones that start with the words, "I had a drink with my friends once," or "It's like a joke.
Stories that are born out of life itself: about service, friends, work, girlfriends. Man tells them somehow special, in his own way. No primitive jokes, from the depths of feeling.

Sitting in front of me, so mature and status-oriented, he describes an utterly ridiculous thing that happened a few days ago. Or a few years ago. Or quite in my youth. One picture succeeds another. Emotional, indignant, intense.

And he himself remains serious, which makes me genuinely roll up even more.

And it would be a shame to pour over the situation, but you listen and can not stop. How subtly traced every nuance, with what a warm humor lays the plot.

And he's happy to try, wins a girl's heart. He says there are enough stories, and if there aren't enough, life will definitely throw up new ones...

I love men who can make me laugh. Not because they are fun to be with, but because self-irony is a sign of a strong spirit.