A night to remember (a part of my last test, check it, please) Last month my friend Andy phoned me and said: “Would you like meet me for drink a little? I’ve got a situation.” Why not? – I thought, and said: “Yeah” Well… We met in a bar in the city centre. “What was happened?” I asked. “I bought new jeans!” said Andy; the wide smile was across his face. “Sure,” I said. It is very typical for him. He can turn any small thing into a big celebration. So we sat in a bar, had a drink and chatted about an hour. Then Andy checked messages in his mobile and said: “Ok. We’ve got an invitation.” “What’s the invitation?” I asked. “You’ll see,” the wide smile was across his face again. We went his friend’s house. They were girls. Well… You can guess, what was next. In the next morning I asked Andy: “Where are your new jeans?” “Oh!” he scratched his head. “It seems to me that I forgot them in the bar.” He smiled again. “That’s nothing,” he said. “Never mind it. We’re going to buy new ones right now!” “Aw jeez, here we go again,” I thought.