I was shocked to find Westvleteren 12 on sale at Ton Overmars, my local offie, tonight. 9.95 a pop, so not cheap. Decided to get one, anyway.
"How much was it?" was the first question Dolores asked.
"I was dead lucky. Because I'm a regular they let me buy six."
You should have seen her face. Just as well I was out of stabbing range.
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