2 thoughts on “I don’t care what your mama’s thinkin’…”

  1. At a casino with my dad. We’d been drinking bourbon all night (shocking, I know). He says ‘I need to sober up’. I come back, he has a beer. I say ‘sobering up?’. And he says ‘yeah, when I want to sober up, I have a couple beers’.

  2. When I worked over there in the early 90s, vodka shots at the morning staff meetings were de rigueur. Those who drank only beer after hours were considered sissies. Of course, the average life expectancy of Russian males is only about 63, so go figure…

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