As I walked into Kell’s, the bartender smiled at me. I smiled back and looked around for my buddy.
“George!” A voice shouted from the back tables. There he was, my buddy Dan.
“Hey, Dan, how’s it going.” I asked as I shook his hand.
“Good, good. You?” he asked as he sipped his beer.
“Oh, not bad.” I answered.
“Honey, can I get a Guinness, please?” I shouted to the waitress.
“Sure. You got it”, the waitress responded.
“So, what did you do today?” Dan asked me.
“Man, have I got a story for you”, I responded.