“Anyone who can break this against the wall drinks free all night!”
Three of us threw it as hard as we could but it remained intact. When the last guy, Merchant, flung that sucker, it shattered.
The barkeep pointed at Merchant. “You drink free all night.”
While Merchant quaffed his first free brew, his fiancée appeared.
“You have to come home, now.”
He groused but quickly capitulated. I had an epiphany about the essence of marriage—Your wife could make you go home even if you were drinking all night for free.