That was back before I quit drinking and I saw a lot more scary things than a hairy monster. I saw hairy monsters on my good days.
Wow.
Mrs. L and I were at a party not long ago. It was people she worked with and they were having their annual 'end of season' bon fire.
I was, of course, the designated driver. So I told Mrs. L that she could cut loose a bit. But I also said that the first time she or anyone else repeated themself to me we were leaving.
It's a personal rule I use to tell when it's time to go and it's served me well.
We lasted just a hair under 3 hours...
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