03-13-2003, 05:45 AM
I remember one time,my father came home from a night on the town which of course had turned into a week,and my Mother said, "John, is there anything you wont drink?"and my father shot back, "Poison... I'm saving it for you."
And I and my brother (who is now an alcoholic himself) just about died laughing.
GOOD TIMES!
And I and my brother (who is now an alcoholic himself) just about died laughing.
GOOD TIMES!

