Fred and Ed:

Fred and Ed sit at a bar.

They both have a half empty pint in front of them.

Ed: Is it closing time?

Fred: I don’t know.

Ed: we’ve been here for hours.

Fred: Right.

Ed: Maybe we should stop after this pint.

Fred: Are you certain about this being our last pint?

Ed: Sure. I’m sure I’m sure.

Fred: Fine with me but this is our first and only pint of the night.

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