Older=smarter?

Am feeling pretty good today, except for getting totally beaten up by the aerator. I do have a plan, though. If I 'forget' to pay my share to the neighbor who rented it, maybe they'll 'forget' to invite me to their sadistic aerating party next year. It's worth a try. That thing is a KILLER! Anyway, I bet I'm still feeling better than the crew that continued the party at the strip bar with the unlimited drinks. After golfing/drinking, then poker/drinking, I could tell I was right on the verge of hangover country, so I passed on stage three. Let the boys party without the old fart. Probably didn't need to have those images of my son-in-law burned permanently in my brain, so I came home early, and am probably feeling better than 'the boys' today. 'The girls' might be doing their share of suffering this morning, too. You just never know....

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Anonymous said…
You definitely went home at the right time...sounds like things went downhill after poker (at least, for Nate).

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