oldbullee Wrote:
Almost everytime I drink I lose something of importance.
I hadn't lost my wallet or keys in YEARS, at least not LOST them like OPA is saying. Misplaced, sure. It's the old "Watch, Wallet, Spectacles, Testicles" check. But for me its keys, wallet, phone, and if I don't have one of them I notice pretty quick.
But the other morning I straight left my checkcard at Starbucks. Didn't notice for a few hours. Opened my wallet to get gas and almost shit my pants. Went back to Garbucks and they had it.
And then just yesterday, a lady I hadn't seen working in a while asked me if I had gotten my card back. Gotta love the South

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Throughout his life, from childhood until death, he was beset by severe swings of mood. His depressions frequently encouraged, and were exacerbated by, his various vices. His character mixed a superficial Enlightenment sensibility for reason and taste with a genuine and somewhat Romantic love of the sublime and a propensity for occasionally puerile whimsy.
harry Wrote:
I understand that you, of all people, know this crisis and, in your own way, are working to address it. You, the madras-pantsed julip-sipping Southern cracker and me, the oldman hippie California fruit cake are brothers in the struggle to save our country.
FT Wrote:
LooGAR (the straw that stirs the drink)