Let's go to another bar, said Cralan; OK I said, and so we went out into the dawn, and I wondered to myself how in the world there could be a bar tinier than the one from which we had just come.

And as I was wondering this, I fell into a canal and began to splash about, yelling Help me, and that is the last I recall. 

Thank you, Cralan Kelder, for pressing your lovely mouth against mine, and bringing me back to life, in Holland..