On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, in a certain city, there was a CV gathering in the same city.
A CV with a very poor drinking capacity and a very bad taste in wine was forced to drink two bottles of beer by tough girls. After being drunk, he dragged another CV to confess his love.
The girls present said that the confession was very concise and pornographic, with only one sentence: "I have it, not yours."