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Happy Boozemas!

I’ve got a bottle of champagne on ice, a bottle of sparkling white grape juice chilling for the Funklets, a case of porter chilling on the veranda for me, a case of Corona chilling on the veranda for Mrs. Funk, and I’ve got a pitcher of Bloody Mary’s hanging out in the fridge, waiting for tomorrow morning.

One Last Hurrah

Just got back from a lovely night at the ER where, long story short, I learned that I have the coronary arteries of a man 20 years my senior. So for the next three weeks I’m going to be drinking, smoking, napping, and lathering myself in red meat, butter, and gravy. Cause come New Year’s I’ve got some serious…

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