I Don’t Drink
It’s well known. I get sleepy, turn red, and fall asleep – not necessarily in that order. I have had ginger beer. It’s good. Jules introduced me to it. It’s non-alcoholic. Mostly. What did I know? It wasn’t – not always. Ask! I didn’t. I drank. I shouldn’t. I discovered the mistaken assumption about one third down the glass. Yup. I was inebriated. Oh well. I promptly slept the two hour drive home. Guess who likes porters? But she did not finish… she had to drive. Dammit, that was an expensive porter. I hate leaving money on the table. Alas, the last two thirds of the ginger beer got left behind too. I tried. I failed. I don’t drink.