This was our last full day on the island. I was feeling a might depressed, so I asked the bartender for, “the strongest Long Island Iced Tea you can possibly make.” This earned me a snort as the bartender replied, “A Long Island Iced Tea is ALREADY the strongest drink I can make.”
Well fuck you too, buddy! Oops! I dropped your tip right back into my wallet.
Oh God, My Wife Is German. 