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Situation: two jokers out for beers. Two for one draft special. Either my buddy and I got out of sync on number of beers (which I highly doubt) or they pulled a fast one.
We had finished our beverages one afternoon when the waitress said to my friend, "Another beer? You've got one more coming to you". He said, great. So I looked at his new beer with a sad face and said, I'll have another one, too.
When we finished both of those, she said to me, "Now you've got another coming to you". I said, great. And my buddy ordered another. Repeat indefinitely, apparantly.
Next thing you know, I'm best friends with Dieter from Germany.
1 comment:
Nice to see you're back. The photos look great. Good camera choice.
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