The silver lining
Last night, while my relatives were visiting, my Dad offered my Aunt several free t-shirts that came inside the cases of beer he bought over the past few weeks.
(Just a history note, my Mother’s Father was a severe alcoholic when she was a kid. She was raised with twelve brothers and sisters, and they were completely dirt poor. I’m not joking, they had nothing.)
Auntie Jack looked at my Father with a raised eyebrow and mused: “Why couldn’t they have this sort of deal going on when we were children? We’d all be well clothed.”
Like a PRO
Shit, I can’t believe I don’t have any drunk stories to tell you. Internet, I’ve let you down.
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poignant and funny.
and totally off subject I gave you an award on my blog.
dude, i’m starting to wonder if all my friends’ parents’ parents were raging alcoholics.
cus mine sure were
My parents didn’t become alcoholics until my older sister went away to college and became an alcoholic. Now we have a lot of fun together. They had a delayed good life since they were married and pregnant at 20 years old and my dad was still in school. I did find out however that I was a frat baby – which explains A LOT.
Total pro!
HELL YEAHHH! Thanks!
i think that’s why we get along so well
you and your parents get drunk together? god i’d kill to do that with mine. and they’re so young! JEALOUSSSS
Agreed!