Though I still imbibe...with moderation...I second that sentiment. Why I'm not pushing daisies is a miracle. LOL
Oh...I didn't mean "every day above ground," in a life or death context...just that a statistically significant number of "nights out," finished up in the basements of Mexican whorehouses.
I once came to in a fast food restaurant and found out I'd been working there for three years and was married to the cashier...;-)