I give to you a story in eleventy-one words...
After a few hours on highway sixty-four they arrived in Lexington, Kentucky. They chose the scenic route from the city’s outskirts enjoying miles of horse farms before stopping at Ramsey’s Andover Country Store, a diner that promised one of the trip’s better meals.
They found a packed house, yet Chris expeditiously secured two vacated seats at the bar.
A bartender appeared in front of them. “Whadda y’all havin'?” he asked.
“Whiskey and diet,” replied Chris. “The well bourbon,” he emphasized.
“Tequila and ginger,” Darren added. The bartender rolled his eyes before heading off to make the drinks.
“What are you doing?” Chris blurted.
“Huh?”
“Tequila? Really?”
“Duh.”
“We’re in Kentucky!”
“And?”
