It was not so long after the ending of the war in Serbia the couple entered the beershop.
I think I told them the only beerthings I collected was beershirts.
This is a beershirt, the man said, pointing at his shirt.
So we swopped.
But nowhere on the T it says it is beer. Or that it is about beer.
I do believe the man. I know it’s beer.
But I don’t dare to wear it.
So I’ll just do it today.
I don’t accept remarks about it though.