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March the Twelfth

Today Monkey got you in ever so much trouble.  After weeks of chiding you finally begged the wife for “permission” to go out for, just a few, after work with the boys.  The plan would have worked to, if not for Monkey’s arrival.  When someone of his stature starts buying it’s hard to say no.  And when it’s high end Scotch it’s niegh on impossible.  But, after a few fine wee drams you started to get into the well hootch all by yourself.  11 O’clock rolled up and you called the wife, begged forgiveness and promised to be home by midnight.  Monkey waited until 1am to point out the time and your broken vow.  You however had hit the tipping point, just letting it roll off your drunken back.  “Can’t call now” you said, “she’ll be asleep.”  Next came last call, then a bit of a lock in finishing with you drinking the foulest chocolate stout Monkey keeps for his very best friends.  And what time is it?  4:30am?  Nice.  Good luck with that.  See you next year when you are allowed out again, dog house boy.

Monkey has a honey/lavender porter waiting for you.

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