Obviously, my now-wife had to have been suffering under some form of altered thinking to decide to hang around with me. Me, I was too shy with social interactions to even try to find the drugs. The more I think about it, the more improbable it gets.If my wife would see this conversation, she say "Tell him the truth how you tricked me into it... it was the drugs."
Look how handsome you are!I have no idea what this is doing on my computer but it's there. I will call this Hammered On A Bus and I've pixelated the innocent. It's from at least 25 years ago after a long day on a cruise ship. This tavern I used to frequent would occasionally do day trips on a cruise ship. They would hire a bus to drive to the port from the bar and we would go on a day cruise which usually consisted of the boat being far enough off shore for the casino to open. It was always a good time. You could hang out in the casino, hang out on deck, hang out at the pool or get a cabin (if you were seasick and wanted to puke in private). But, as you can probably tell from that distant look in my eyes, the recommended daily dosage of alcohol was usually exceeded. You can see the ship out of the bus windows.