This morning I was in luck and was able to buy two boxes of “VIC BITTER” cheap at the local bottle’o.
I placed the boxes on the front seat and headed back home.
I stopped at a service station where a drop-dead gorgeous blonde in a short skirt was filling up her car at the next pump.
She glanced at the two boxes of beer, bent over and leaned in my passenger window, and said in a sexy voice, “I’m a big believer in barter, handsome.
Would you be interested in trading sex for beer?” …
I thought for a few seconds and asked, “What kind of beer ‘ya got?”