Zeke was standing in line at the check-out of a convenience store near Baxter Springs, Kansas.
When it was his turn he put a twelve pack of beer on the counter and a box of condominiums (keeping it safe for work, I am). As an afterthought, he fished two packages of M&Ms out of the box beneath the counter and slapped them down next to the cash register.
"I have a date tonight." Zeke said.
The check-out girl looked at the box of condominiums and thought that Zeke was an optimist.
"I figured." the horse-faced girl responded with a sniff of disapproval.
After ringing him up, she started bagging. "Would you like two bags with that?" she asked, surveying the sharp corners of the 12-pack.
"Nah." Zeke said. "That is what the beer is for."