I'm at a work party and am hanging out in the crowded upstairs bar. I have a glass of white wine and a shot of Jim Beam from a small, black plastic flask. I go downstairs where it's a lot less crowded and Jim the bartender waits on me. He brings me a glass of wine and shows me that the flask broke so he gives me a shot of Jim Beam in a shot glass. When I go to pay, I'm given a whole pile of bills. I explain that I only had a couple drinks and they agree that the bills are someone else's.
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