After mowing the lawn the other day, I was feeling thirsty so I headed over to one of the local bars in town. I asked the bartender for a tankard of mead. I told him I'd prefer an Omphacomel, but that I'd have a Metheglin or a Sack Mead if that's all they had.
The guy, like, looks at me like I'm fucking crazy. He starts laughing at me. Now, it coulda been because I was wearing my "I'm with stupid" chainmail, but I was getting annoyed. I wanted my damn drink. He kept laughing and pointing. I'm not a violent person, as you well know, but he just pushed it too far, so I brained him with my mace.