The First Time

by duncanr

drunk manreading an article about fathers and sons, reminded me of the first time I took my son to the pub

I got him a KingFisher. He didn’t like it . . . so I drank it.

Then I got him a Foster, he didn’t like that either . . . so I drank it.

I thought he might like Heineken. He didn’t . . . so I drank it.

I tried him with whisky. He didn’t like that . . . so I drank it

I bought him a Vodka. He didn’t like it . . . so I drank it

By the time I realized he just didn’t like alcohol, I was so bloody drunk I could hardly . . .

push his pram back home.

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One Comment to “The First Time”

  1. Aw, that’s a touching story. 🙂

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