No heads throbbing this morning. ... I ended up just watching the game at an old haunt of mine and was getting read to leave 10ish and I swear to you in walks a gaggle (or pack or group, whatever) of 3 women who were all celebrating one of their divorces....so I stayed at their table and we all got drunk together, hung on each other, I got two of their numbers (and no each one didnt know I got the others) and went home on my merry way...

I just may go back....

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Love...the slowest form of suicide.