If anyone ever said anything about me, it was something like: “Eeen Bahram e Mansooreh khanoom kheili BachCheh ye MoeAddaby ye (Ya Kheili Ba HooShe) – Vally MASHALLLLLAAAAAHHHH, Kheili Sheytoon e” [ Bahram, Mansooreh’s son, is very polite (or very smart), but he is, GOD FORBID, very naughty...