My good friend Renee, after several years of enduring a marriage that was barely limping by, was finally getting a divorce. To celebrate this momentous occasion, I decided that we were going out to toast her newfound freedom after eight long years of marriage. Wanting to join in on her celebration, I asked Billy if he would be willing to be the DD for the night. This was something quite unusual since I was always the DD, but he happily agreed and we hit the town.
     Bar hopping randomly through the city, Renee and I were having a wonderful time. But by the third bar, with me slightly slouched and Renee in full wonder, Billy could no longer stand the idea of sitting in a bar and not having a drink. He had to join the party. One beer, okay, no big deal, I thought t...

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