Two were borrachitos in a bar when already it was for closing. It hears compa, why do not we go to my house to continue bebebiendo? Not, better we go to mine that is here quite close. Not compa, mine is more quite close. To seeing, we are going, to see which is more nearby. And they go away, coming to the corner they stop and one says to other one: Already we come compa, it is is my house. And other one says to him: it cannot be compa, this one is my house. I do not believe you, it is mine. To seeing, we will touch the door like that will know of whom it is. They touch the door, the owner goes out, and says to them; that nice, that nice, father and son drunkards!