Friday

Chemically "Enhanced"

Predator Press

[LOBO]

“Look,” says Terri. “I think it’s time we had a talk about your drinking.”

“What about it?”

“You wrote the bartender at the wedding a letter of recommendation.”

“Well he clearly deserved it,” I counter, scratching my chin. “Who got married?”

1 comment:

Static said...

Let's hope for the bartender's sake that when you wrote his letter of recommendation you were so drunk the letter made sense.