I have many odd obssessions, one of them being the collecting of toasts. I thought I’d share one here in the hope that others might do the same. Raise you glassess…
“I drink to your health when you’re with me, I drink to your health when I’m alone, I drink to your health so bloody much, I’ve nearly lost my own.”
Cheers.
I like mine not too well done.
Cut thick and fresh, with lots of crust.
I like mine served hot with jam
And whipped butter melting and running down the sides.
djm
Here’s to the good old Whiskey, like amber and so clear. It’s not so sweet as a woman’s lips but, it’s a damn sight more sincere. 
A Toast!
of sourdough rye
thin and crunchy!
with garlic and wine!
Czlowiek nie kaktus, pic musi. Man’s no cactus, drink he must.
Sto Lat (hundred years). birthdays and namesdays
Here’s my favorite:
A health to the man on trail tonight.
May his grub hold out,
may his dogs keep their legs,
may his matches never miss fire.
God prosper him, good luck go with him,
and confusion to the Mounted Police.
–Jack London
A toast!
Here’s to the very best years of my life
Spent snug in the arms of another man’s wife… to Mom.
In whiskey there is joy.
In wine there is song.
In water there is bacteria.
Drink up!
Here’s tae us!
Wha’s like us?
Gae few
An’ they’re all deid!
(Here is to us! Who is like us? Very few, and they are all dead.)
I’ve noticed several whisky misspellings. Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky,Whisky, Whisky, Whisky, Whisky! 
Drink up!
Misspellings? Whiskey is not whisky. I like both! 
(If there’s an “e” in it, it’s Irish.)
If it’s American, it has been blended (watered down) with cheap corn liquor. 
djm
At a wedding…
“May your genitalia never fail ya”
I thought in the U.S. it was vinegar instead of moutain dew
and toast for mountain mutton?!!
(from Shackleton’s Endurance Expedition)
Here’s to our wives and our sweethearts.
May they never meet.
A toast!
To the woman I love
Who wears red shoes
She smokes all my pot
And drinks all my booze
She spends all my money
But that is no sin
For she still has the box
That the cherry came in.
Oh, we’re going there are we?..
Here’s to the girl at the top of the hill.
She won’t, but her sister will.
Now here’s to her sister, from Petticoat Street
The sweetest thing you’ll ever meet
And when she kisses, she kisses so sweet
She makes things stand that have no feet.
We love the girls that do,
We like the girls that don’t.
We shun the girls that say they will,
And then decide they won’t
But the girl that we like most of all
(And I think you know I’m right)
Is the girl who says, “I usually don’t,
But just for you, I might!”
A toast!
Here’s to the three rings of marriage,
First, to the engagement ring,
Second, the wedding ring,
And thirdly, the suffer-ring.
A toast!
May your coffin be built with 100 year old oak,
And may the acorn be planted tomorrow.
A toast!
Here’s to you and here’s to me,
and if by chance we don’t agree,
the hell with you and here’s to me!
Over the lips and past the gums,
look out stomach, here it comes.