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How To Start a Fight

My wife and I were sitting at our table at her high school reunion. She kept staring at a drunken man swigging his drink all alone. I asked my wife, "Do you know him?" She sighed, "Yes, he's my old boyfriend. I understand he took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear that he hasn't ever since then seen one day sober." "My God!" I said looking at him drunk all alone, "Who would think that a person could celebrate for so long?" ..and then the fight started. I'll be out of the hospital soon.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 7/8/2011 6:18:00 AM
I have enjoyed reading your excellent poetry this morning SillyBilly. I hope you have a wonderful weekend filled with good health, love, laughter, and loads of inspiration. Love, Carol
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Date: 7/7/2011 5:29:00 PM
hahaha. You foolish person, you!!! Not for nothing you're named SillyBilly. Watch your tongue in hospital with those sensitive nurses. They handle dangerous tools. I enjoyed reading this one, my friend. Godspeed.
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Date: 7/7/2011 5:04:00 PM
you deserve it....all she can give!!
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