I was at a party at a local microbrewery for a UAA friend who was retiring, and as we came in, they gave us a couple of tickets to use for beers.  Being a Monday night and all, I figured I'd just have one.  Just after I had ordered and handed the bartender one of my tickets, I heard an unmistakably familiar voice next to me saying "I guess once your tickets are gone you have to pay."  I turned to see a familiar face that matched that familiar voice, and I offered him my other ticket.  He asked if I was sure that I wasn't going to use it, and I assured him I only needed one beer, so he accepted it and used it to get a beer.  A little while later, he and his wife stopped by where I was sitting to chat.  After a few minutes, she indicated to him that she wanted another drink.  As he left to fetch it for her, he turned to me and said "I owe you one--what are you drinking?"  I tried to tell him again that I really didn't need another one, but the person I was sitting with filled him in on what I was drinking and off he went.  Can't really refuse a beer from the HBC, so of course I drank it.  Only after I began to feel really shnockered did I notice on the menu that the alcohol content of this beer was 10.8%!