I was dealing on a 6-deck blackjack table with a group full of people. They all knew each other and most of them were in their early 20’s. They had been playing for 4 hours all the while getting more and more drunk, but we were having fun and they were tipping me well. We are in the middle of a hand and nobody had said a word for a couple of minutes when the guy directly opposite of me took a drink of his beer and then sprayed it out of his mouth like he just heard a funny joke or something. The beer sprayed all over my face, my work shirt, the cards and the chips. I just stopped with my mouth hanging open and I just looked at him for a second. Everybody at the table was looking at him. I asked, “Why did you do that?” He looked dumbfounded and said, “I don’t know.” I looked at him quizzically and said, “You didn’t see or hear something funny? Or anything?” There was a pause and then he replied, “No” “So what happened?” “I don’t know I just did it.” “For no reason at all?” “Yea, I guess.” I sat there for a couple seconds and then I leaned over and took his beer away from him and gave it to his friend. I said to the friend, “Don’t give that back to him no matter what. He’s cut off.” Then I smiled at him and continued dealing. He apologized a couple of times and then tipped me $25. After 20 minutes he asked his friend for the beer back. “I’m sorry,” I said, “I was serious when I told you that you were cut off.” So they played a while longer, all the while his friends where giving him shit and then they left. I had to wait until my next break before I could clean up. I think I was more in shock than anything else and that’s why I didn’t scream at him but I was upset about it later.