On my way home from the mill today I stopped at a farmer's stall to pick up some raspberries and salad vegetables. The girl manning the stand added up the cost of everything I bought in her head and said, "That will be $16, sir. Will there be anything else?" I thought about her question for a second and asked, "You got any beer back there?"
The girl giggled as she read my Hells Angels t-shirt, the one that reads, "When in doubt, knock them out." Then she softly answered, "I don't have any beer but I have some bud that is guaranteed to knock you out!"