always expect the unexpected. That way when evil shit happens it won't be such a big surprise.
I had a firm rule in my drinking days. As long as I didnt' drink before noon, I was officially not an alcoholic. LOL...
Ha! Sherry.. you're back! That was a old Hippie bar I hung out in during college. I remember digging through sofa cushions to round up 50 cents for some of those dime beers!
Now that's my kind of pricing.
Highballs for 25 cents — that ad is an oldie, all right.
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