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He took me to see “The Empire Strikes Back” and passed out drunk as soon as the lights dimmed.
Because of that, I missed his commentary on “...what a piece of s**t...” he would have called the movie.
And as a bonus, there were no car accidents either going or getting home.
My Uncle jokes with me once in a while if I want to go to the cemetery to see him (he’s not at the same cemetery as Mom). I always reply that I don’t have to go #2.