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February’s beers – in honor of Barb

If we were having a beer, you would be questioning my fashion sense.

“You know, I never realized until today how much I appreciate your wearing a denim shirt or a fleece pullover over your otherwise questionable clothing choices.”

“I am wearing a fleece pullover.”

“Yes, but you normally have it zipped farther up.”

“I’m showing support for my brother’s alma mater.”

“In other words, ISU beat the stuffing out of WVU on Tuesday and you lost a bet.”

“You could say that.”

“Oooh, I like it when people lose bets. That usually results in purchases from the top shelf.”

“I lost a bet, Cheryl, but not with this old man.”

“Dang, I was hoping to breathe some life into a slow day.”

“Well, I’ll have a Corona, and I’ll buy him a round of whatever he likes.”

“Cheryl, what’s that Bourbon John…

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