Tonight, after being bullied by old women at aquasize, Bab and I sat in the car eating pizza and bragging about how we can't tell the difference between wines, but, by God, do we know our beer. And the beer we chose tonight was only 4% alcohol, which we could tell because our legs weren't quite as numb as they should have been. It was good to hang out with my gal, repeating the famous catchphrase from Little Caesar's commercials.
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