Buh da buh da buh da.....

[Dr.Jass]

Congrats on the couple years sobriety.

Thank you.

It seems a bigger deal to others than it is to me, actually. Drinking is simply something I don't do anymore. It wasn't a struggle at any point for me either, as strange as that seems. It doesn't bother me one bit to be around others that are indulging (I've been to rock concerts, bars, etc. with no problems or temptation), and far be it from me to be preachy about it to anyone else. I know I can't be responsible about it myself; that's my problem.

No counseling, no AA (with its staggering 92% failure rate), nothing beyond "I don't do that anymore." Life's been much better ever since... and my cars and parts collection is larger than ever! :dance:

 

[Dr.Jass]

But I didn't tell anyone else where I live. :toot:

Nope... but I can. [smilie=i:

 

[68R/T]

Last year I had one beer, this year I've been going all-out. I've had 5 or 6 already. :doh:

 

[dustergal]

Nice noisy car Nodda!

And I still drink. Beer is good.

Except for this queer beer that my friend gave me called Violin Monster. It tastes like shit.

 

[Not A Duster]

Thank You nice lady... Nice to see you here.

Make mine tequila.

 

[Dr.Jass]

...this queer beer that my friend gave me called Violin Monster. It tastes like shit.

The name should've been a tip-off. Is your friend a hipster? Suffer from weird-beard & stuff?

Nodda, your rear axle was actually the subject of a few discussions in the past few months... people seem to insist on asking me why it is I dig through piles of stuff at junkyards, or insist on spending quality time in buses or trailers at those facilities. Your axle is always the example I use, and I had to use it again--to someone that was with me when I found it, no less--to point out why I seem to always walk out of those places with cool shit.