And even after that, the crows come and carry them off. When the crows are done with them, the ants gather and swarm over them. That's why I think that the taste of meat must be very pleasant. Then he sent her away with a handsome present. That's a joke.
Priests hate the very name of wine.
I learn my lessons on the top of my father's house. Below there are wineshops. One day I saw two nicely dressed gentlemen who bought wine, sat there, and drank it. When they got up and went away, they staggered about from side to side, and I thought, 'Look at these fellows weaving through the street, knocking against the walls, falling down and getting up at every step. But I was mistaken.