She was out with her friends, her first night out after knee surgery. I asked her to dance, she declined due to her knee. She asked me to drink, I accepted. Started pounding Alabama Slammers by the pitcher(that's what she liked.) Made me SICK as a fookin dog the next day I prayed for death. I called her the next afternoon, got her ass outta bed took her for tacos. Been together ever since, married in Sept. of '85. She was and still is a damned fine ole gal.
