Had our yearly chamber of commerce dinner party on Saturday.
Nothing like getting all those mild mannered business people together in one small room and getting them liquored up.
One moment you're eating your bland chicken and the next thing you know, the book store owner from down the way is telling you about when he was an insurance claims investigator and had a buddy who got pissed at two bikers, whacked them over the heads and drove around with them in the trunk of his car for two days, before hitching them to the back and dragging them through the desert until there was no skin left on their bodies.
AND THAT, my friend is when you ask your waitress to mix your next one a bit stronger.