Gotta love St. Pete...
Drunk Hipster: Do you fight...for Sparrrrta?
Me: Not so much any more.
Hipster: WHY do you not fight...for Sparrrrta?
Me: I fought for Sparta for a while, then blew my ACL. I'm on Sparta's injured reserve.
Hipster: Oh. Do you happen to have some cash for beer you could spare?
Me: Sorry, no.
Hipster: Then you are useless to me.
Me: I thought we established that back in the Sparta conversation.