Girl to friend: I’m go­ing to or­der a pint. Or do we just want to split a pitch­er?
Friend: I’m preg­nant, re­mem­ber?
Girl: Oh, yeah. But I thought you were plan­ning to abort it?
Friend: I am. (sighs) Okay, let’s get a pitch­er.

Bar
Zwank­endamme
Bel­gium