The odds that none of the bottles broke…shit…Rick Lafferty had no idea what the odds were, or where to begin to calculate the variables.
The six pack and flimsy cardboard holder landed on the bed with the expected clinks, but none of the bottles kissed so passionately they shattered.
Six beers, scattered on a bed, like som…
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