Drunk Friend 1: Hello comrade, set down that domestic beer and let’s discuss the pub jaunt.

Drunk Friend 2: You must be hammered because you’re talking very proper.

Drunk Friend 1: Be that as it may, we only have a few days left to procure shirts before the bounty is upcast to 15 shillings.

Drink Friend 2: Are you even speaking English anymore? Don’t worry about it, we’ll order shirts now for the people that we know will be on our team and anyone who wants to join can add to the order later. They only need to order one shirt and use the same team name.

Drunk Friend 1: Marvelous! Now let’s get back to playing frothy mug toss.

Drunk Friend 2: I hate English majors.