We are going to hire a new employee - a girl. With taste we discuss the process... At some point our secretary will raise her head and say:
Why do we have more girls, I will do everything for you.
We quietly pale, then we become red, we squeeze our fists into our mouths, but we can’t hold the whistle... She gets red, and gives the following pearl:
All my fingers in me again!
Here our boss can’t stand, and slipping under the table stands:
Not fingers, but stones.