Ah, New Years. A time for drunken celebration, drunken counting and drunken kissing. All the components of a great holiday. My night is a very long story but suffice it to say this was my second beer (not the last) and I was almost done with it when the clock struck twelve, I pulled the popper string and after the "HAPPY NEW YEAR" shouts subsided... I found it in my glass. To be fair there wasn't too much left but to be more fair it was $10. Happy New Year!
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