I woke up after a long day of hard working.
I remembered Sas was celebrating her birthday.
I’d better take a shower, I thought.
I’d better shave some hear underneath my beard.
I’d better change shirts.
I’d better turn on a T that’s looking like summer.
Italian, I thought.
I’d better take something with me.
Italian beer, I thought.
That’ll suit my T.
Produtta e imbottigliata presso il Birrificio Bruton.
At least it looks good with my shirt.