Pitcher of Beer

Lissette and I were entering that uptown pub on a Tuesday night. That's where and when the open mic happens in that town.

Since I didn't have any other material to present right then, I asked her "Would it be okay with you if I told the __________ story?"

"You don't need my permission. It's your story."

"No", I then explained "Since I wrote it for you, then it's your story."

"Well okay then, but I didn't bring it with me."

"No problem" said I "I know how the story goes."

It was a fairly long story; the proper delivery of which required dramatic pauses for effect. There was this heckler in the crowd who decided to interrupt each dramatic pause with loud applause and "Great story! Great story! It ended so well!"

Lissette picked up a full pitcher of beer, walked over to his table and calmly poured it over his head.

When the next dramatic pause came in the story line I then applauded and said "Great story! Great story! It ended so well!" Then proceeded on to finish the rest of the story without interruption.