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A man is standing at the entrance to the beverage department of the deli. And looks. So sad,
with hopelessly sad and wistful eyes... Here the second man turns to him.
attention, imbued with sympathy, approaches, and such a dialogue occurs:
- Hello, friend! Why are you sad - there is no money?
- Well... there is money...
- So there is no vodka?(//tractor-service.com)
- There is vodka... (points to the neck of the untouched bottle lying in his pocket)
And there is an appetizer...
- Wait, maybe there is no company?
- Well, I have half a district of friends here, just whistle...
- Then what? Maybe the wife won't let a drunk into the house?
- Ah... lets go, always glad to me...
- SO WHAT IS THE ISSUE?! What are you doing?
- You understand, I DON'T WANT...