I used to go to a pub some years ago where every time I walked in there would be a pride and pride on the way to being poured even before I got to the bar.
Great service, except on days when all I wanted was an orange juice, but I never turned it down.
Pride and pride was an accepted pint back then, but now I find myself explaining to bar staff what it is I mean and I still get slightly bemused looks.
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