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Happy Hour

Five p.m. is Happy Hour We buy some drinks for others Alcoholic fellowship has made us into brothers... Back at work at nine a.m. ~ Whiskey's memory's sour

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Sandra Adams

Date: 8/26/2019 6:58:00 AM

hey it's always 5 o'clock somewhere right? this takes me back to my youthful years when alcohol didn't bother me... good write :) hugs

Gershon Wolf
Date: 8/26/2019 11:38:00 AM

I managed to avoid Happy Hour, although I did drink a little 'till I was about 30 or so... :) gw

Arturo Michael

Date: 8/26/2019 5:45:00 AM

Nice one

Gershon Wolf
Date: 8/26/2019 11:39:00 AM

Thanks, Arturo

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 8/26/2019 4:49:00 AM

That feeling cannot be sustained.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 8/26/2019 11:39:00 AM

Exactly right! Unsustainable. Either one gets the blues or just floats away, so to speak... :) gw

Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib

Date: 8/25/2019 2:47:00 PM

There is a certain comradery created around the watering hole, i dare say elemental to the bike courier scene, fond memories (and blackouts) ;), Enjoyed, deer poet! xomo

Gershon Wolf
Date: 8/25/2019 4:15:00 PM

Yes, there is that elemental camaraderie... Thanks for the reminder, my friend! :) gw