brought a friend. Further from his words. I work in an alcohol base, selling elite buckles. A new director was appointed, and in order to get acquainted with the team, the director invited all seven managers to go out of town. Everyone came in their own way. The director arranged the place and already covered the table.

There are seven 200-gram glasses on the table.

Significance guys! In one glass of vodka, in all the other water. We drink. I will see who squeezed after vodka - 10% lower.

Everyone raises their glasses. And according to the law of wickedness, I have vodka. I drink, almost coughing at the end.

The director looks at everyone with an eagle’s eye. No one stumbled!

Fuck, and the collective! Everyone had a vodka!

The evening had just begun...