Ain't Your Regular Girlfriend

The barman kept the glass filled whatever it was, making a loud thud sound on the counter, half of the drink almost spilled onto the counter.

"This?". I ask with my lips partially raised.

"This is gonna give you huge balls". He grins and watches as I quickly grab the glass and pour everything once.

"Grrrrrl". I growl as I take down the rrr bitter but somehow cool feeling in my throat. " I think this mmm... is heavily flavored with hops". I grin.

He smiles and watches surprisingly as I push the glass to his face. "More?". He asks, I nod. "Looks like someone's got something to drink off the chest". He laughs and sips from his own glass. I couldn't help but stare at his manly tattooed face.

I'm already burning up at just two glass of this shit."What the heck is this?". I ask him when he walks to attend to another sucker with a heavily tattooed body. Whom I noticed was the same guy who stumbled on my way here.