I was at a wedding this weekend in this beautiful mansion, and I got wonderfully intoxicated. At one point I was talking to a fun couple, and the guy said that he was trying to talk his wife into naming their son, Tank Diesel. I was such a fan of this name, that we were calling each other by that name all night.
As I was giving the girlfriend, LSD, a piggy-back ride on the way out of the party, I could hear a voice behind me yelling, "Yeah! Take her home, Tank Diesel!"
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Haha! Nice!!
Sybil: My readership is not what it used to, so I'm VERY appreciative that you always comment, letting me know that at least one person is reading. That sort of thing keeps me going, so thanks.
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