At Least He Didn’t Drink & Drive
The next time you decide to pass out drunk, try not to do it on a railroad track, because that means I may end up with one less reader. OK, I admit it. I care about you!
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Sometimes when I reflect back on all the beer I drink I feel ashamed - Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn't drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, 'It is better that I drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver.
—Deep Thoughts by Jack Handy
