My wife stormed into the pub last night as me and the boys were downing shots of Tequila.

“You’re coming home now!” she screamed. “No, I’m not,” I laughed. She said, “I’m talking to the kids.”

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I miss when my dad would take me to bar and get drunk and let me drive the car home. My parents divorced and he moved away when I was six 🙁


His wife hates their alcoholic kids because it seems like, these days, all they do is wine


‟I am an Adult!”, I screamed, tok my Tequila and **THREW IT ON THE GROUND!**


Nice. I have not seen this one before. “me and the boys” certainly did not seem like a family reference at first.