…oncet I knowed a feller what understood women…never did get married for some reason…
Monroe D. Underwood
That night Betsy and I went to one of those old-fashioned pubs for a hamburger and a beer.
Betsy had the hamburger.
I had the beer.
I said do you know anybody named Nivlek Ysteb?
Betsy said should I?
I said how the hell would I know?
Betsy gave me a funny look.
She said by God I think I’ll have a beer.