Don tips back the beer with his brother Bryan in it, and opens his mouth wide. Brett sees Don's mouth framed by his goatee and by the rim of the glass. The bottom of the goatee drops below the rim of the glass. The room shifts as the glass tips back, and beer is poured down Don's throat. Brett struggles, his feet slide across the glass, he tries to swim against the current of the flowing beer. He falls. Beer drenches over him. Brett's hand strikes one of Don's hard teeth. He is swirling around with the beer in Don's mouth, Don's tongue runs roughly over Brett's tiny body. The swirling stops. Brett has stopped spinning and falling. He is lying on Don's tongue. Brett is drowning in beer. He is embarrassed to realise that he is also throwing a boner into Don's tongue. Brett kneels up, and breathes. There is a pocket of air in the roof of Don's mouth. Warming beer surrounds Brett.
Brett can't believe that he's in his brother's mouth. How could Don do this to him? He is sobbing.
"Fifty nine seconds! You have to swallow, Don!"
Brett hears the word muffled by Don's skull, and then feels a sudden under tow. Don gulps him down. As Brett falls down Don's throat, he screams. He lands with a splash in Don's bloated stomach. Brett hears the loud thumping of Don's beating heart, in the distance, he hears cheering.
"Way to go Don!"
"Yes! I knew you could do it."
"I don't believe it!"
"Time to pay up!"
"I don't mind paying 100 bucks to see that, " grins Bill.
Don gives Bill a harsh look, and counts his money. $1500, yes, enough for Manny. He can feel Bryan still kicking around in his stomach. The kicks are getting fewer, and fewer. Don whispers to Bill, "We have to talk. But first, I have to take a piss."
Don heads to the bathroom in the back of the bar.