If I paved a road with all the bottles & cans of beer I've consumed it'd be a long & near-unnavigable road. It'd take you somewhere nonsensical & end at a place where someone knows exactly how many beers [and/or glasses of wine and/or glasses of the harder stuff] you've consumed & can then calculate how much money you've spent on this – a small fortune. Why be modest: a LARGE fortune & yet I'm not the poorer for it – consumed & consumed by. We enter reverie, with just the right amount, a tire iron into another realm where solutions are contemplated, discussed, bandied about, where the meaning of life makes you laugh because it's so poignantly serendipitous. DrinkDrankDrunk #3 at https://www.mixcloud.com/wreckthismess/wreck-drinkdrankdrunk4-1192/
