My favorite bartender gave me a blue paper rose, and also passed me a note on a piece of napkin.
"Drink up! Need to buy you the next drink. May I?"
Er...
Me: Help!!
PI: Why?
Me: Got hark hark want to tackle single chick at the bar.
Pi: Pi will scare hark hark away in a while, but need to pee first.
See?
That's what real friends are for.
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