i can really go for a beer most days around eleven am. i so rarely get to indulge this pleasure, but every few weeks or so, i go to lunch with the warehouse manager at a pretty good irish pub two minutes from the office. i get two beers in, the tiniest buzz imaginable, and suddenly the next hour or two at work is better.
people in this country used to drink morning, noon, and night. what's happened to us as a group? between the evangelical assholes, the overly liberal wusses, and the culture of victimhood, no one can have any fun anymore.
saturday night will be poker night at our humble abode. it may also see the (re)birth of outrageous sketch comedy in st. louis.
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