Faced with his (her?) terrible plight, Fred could think of only one thing
to do that would help: get very drunk.
Half an hour later, Fred was feeling much happier - indeed, merry would be a better word. He was singing, in what would have been a pleasant soprano voice had he been sober. He had reached the seventh verse of a song that had seemed appropriate: "Ten Green Bottles".
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