Hello to all
funny look
Female toast:
Goes the traveler in the desert heat, the sun at its zenith. Sees - a man lying on the sand, die, and plaintively asks:
- Water-s-s ...
The traveler felt sorry for the last drops of water left in his flask, not given, went further.
How long he was going short is, but awoke in him a conscience. Returned, and the man had already died.
- So let's, girls, let's drink to something to give when asked to, and not when you want to give, and no one.