As we stirred this
morning afternoon from a few hours of slumber, to The One, I said, “Oh, man…I had fun last night. I think I was a little tipsy.”
The One replied, sarcastically, “Uh…do you have a new tattoo this morning?”
This image flashed into my head…
and I looked down at the small tingly place on my right thigh.
I said, “Why, yes. Yes, I do have a fresh one.”
The One responded, “Then, yes. Yes, I’d say you were a bit tipsy. At least.”
They are so totally addictive!