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You know I wonder what it is about somebody's personality where first they have to live a life where they're drinking so much they're drunk all the time and they're completely out of control and then the next minute they have to go to some other weird extreme which also allows them to be the center of attention where they insist they absolutely cannot have even one drink and they brag about the fact that they haven't had even one drink for the longest time.

Where is 90% of all humanity has an occasional beer or drink just like you have an occasional pile of green beans or occasional plate of corned beef hash or something else and it doesn't become the total focus of your life.


Is it really a personal improvement when you go from one extreme of drinking to another extreme of drinking or is it really just a continuation of the same sort of behavior that got you into trouble in the first place? Maybe the answer is to stop making alcohol the focus of your life whether it's to drink it all or to absolutely not touch a drop.

So me, my wife and kids were traveling and decided to stop off at a Buffalo Wild Wings to eat. We usually pack our own stuff but this time we just had to because we weren't prepared. So we get seated and our waitress comes out. She's may be 20-21 or so. She has long black hair, a smoking body but she has some tats and a bull nose ring or whatever they're called. This bitch kept gazing into my eyes every time she came to our table but was quick with everyone else. She was giving me those "come fuck me" eyes right in front of my wife! She wasn'tfishing for a big tip, either because I thought that at first. From where I was sitting I could see the kitchen entrance and after the 10th time checking if I needed anything she walked to the kitchen, turned around and motioned me to come to her. I shook my head no. Hell-to-the-fuck-no sir. I think she was gonna give me her number or address. This bitch is in heat and she wants some HonkyMcNiggerSpic deep dick pizza with my special sauce & extry cheeeese put in her brick oven. It was so obvious my sons were laughing. I would look at them and smirk. I told them that while it makes you feel good when you get attention like that, that I would never betray their mom and that my word means something to me. Its my job to steer them every little chance I get.

Finally, my wife stopped ignoring it and said "I'll rip that bitch's nose ring out". I'm like oh god no. I told her not to. Its just some dumb, young bitch and she doesn't have a chance with me and you know this, -I told her convincingly. She brought our check and before she walked away she looked directly into my blue eyes and said "I hope you come back again, I usually work evenings all week. byeeee" then skipped away with that tight ass and firm C tiddys. My wife snarled her lip while my sons were giggling and said no we won't be back ever. I made sure and lead everyone to the vehicle, got them in then I got in and we left crisis avoided. The universe always throws me some crazy shit and IDK why.

I will say this: Had I been single I would've rocked her like a hurricane. She'd have to enter into therapy after I got done with her.