Beer cans from prospecting? Say what? I guess you are not up on my pledge to forgo C2H5OH for the duration. A beautiful women once told me that she loved me and would meet me again at the bottom of a bottle. I have been looking for here ever since by carefully emptying every brown bottle I saw, as she could have been hiding there, but alas! Nancy Whiskey eluded me cleverly, from bottle to bottle, so I grew despondent and relinquished the quest.
Perhaps I was wrong. PErhaps she awaits in yonder glass. What is that I hear? I am waiting here for you.. just drink the liquid and I will be yours.."
Can you hear it..? those bottles in the bar fridge are singing to us..
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