Guy comes up to the bar, I know him, good guy, looks like he’s had a few drinks. And when I say a few, I mean twenty.
I say, man. You wasted. He takes a dramatic pause, lifts his head up, and says, yep. I know, I say. You look hammered. Are you hammered or wasted? He thinks for a second, and says,
From my heart to yours,
Clint Curtis. Bartender.