I will say this...
Having an open bar at your parents 50th Anniversary event--where all manner of annoying relatives will congregate like mastodons at a watering hole--is bloody genius.
More as soon as my liver gets wrung out.`
-J.
More as soon as my liver gets wrung out.`
-J.
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I managed to do so by hewing close to the bartender.
S,
Oh, HELL yes.
-J.
Is there any social problem that can't be solved by the judicial application of alcohol?
(I know there are good reasons not to, but I do wish you'd switch on anon comments so I didn't have to use my ridiculously cumbersome blogger login...)
(No, really, what did you say during your toast?)
Your self-awareness continues to amaze and delight me, compadre.