A vernissage beer turned into
Two ‘let’s meet for a drink’ beers.
Which led to another beer with dinner.
And then I met up with some friends.
Big guys, buying round after round.
By the end of the night I was a full bottle behind.
In the morning I found a steak knife in my purse.
I guess we went to a restaurant after.
At least the knife was clean.
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