Words I Wish I’d Written: Bad, Bad Beer

The travelers were served by the innkeeper, whose manner suggested that he hoped they died horribly just as soon as they left the premises. The beer tasted as if it was happy to connive at this state of affairs.

— Terry Pratchett, Soul Music

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