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Well my wife and I were invited to a friend's wedding and as her father was a Newfoundlander, I brought along a flask of home made amaretto. Between that, the cheap bar and all the wine at the reception, I was well on my way by the time we made our good-byes and headed over to another friend who had rented a hot tub. It was after 9 so the bathing suits were optional. I peeled off all my clothes and we plopped ourselves down. Bye and bye someone asks for a beer. The cooler was right behind me so I stood up, bent over the side and grabbed the beverage, much to the disgust of my wife. But from then on, no one got their own beer but always called on me to grab it for them. My wife was either "kill him" or "join him" so off came her suit to. All in all a very interesting evening.
Signed Jerry
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