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"Lucky it was one full beer instead of two!" Shouted Paul as his adrenaline rushed and he stood up trying to pull his pants up from around his ankles. "Listen here you little fuck, sexual assault is a federal crime. But-goddamn it...now my other beer is busted!" Paul looked at the bag as the other beer hissed in the bag. "I am not in the mood to arrest you, but if you go away quietly and never ever do this again..." Paul sighed as he zipped up his pants and looked at his leaking bag annoyed. "Just get out of here kid..."
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So life gave you lemons. Dilemma is...make lemonade, pie, or squirt life in the eye? I say do all three if you have enough of them.
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