There is absolutely nothing funny about any of this. Bob (Clam Digger) is throwing up in my bathroom. He has broken all of the family heirlooms and his motorcycle is parked on the rose bushes in front of my house.
I’m not amused either. This society that tolerates boozing has to stop. We need a Gubmint social engineering experiment to reduce alcohol use. It’s worked with the smokers. We can follow the same blueprint.
Sue Anheuser Busch. Tax alcohol to within an inch of it’s life. Ban advertising. Reduce the number of places people can drink.
If you have any other ideas, I’m willing to listen.
Alcohol monitors on every single refrigerator and cabinet in the country, because, you know, someone may want to have a drink at home and get in their car, or on their motorcycle, or lawn mower, or use their table saw or jet ski. C’mon, we have to nanny-ize the entire world to cover 100% of every possible scenario where someone could possibly consume a drop of alcohol.
Damnit, we need to put alcohol monitors on peoples showers, too, because, you know, they may take a shower drunk and fall and hurt themselvves, or someon they love who just may happen to be showering with them. You know how dangerous martini glasses and showers can be when mixed, i assume.
I’m willing to listen.
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You must expect me to fall for anything! LOL.
I’m not really THAT much of an idiot! LOL.