True bravery is arriving home stinking drunk after a very late nightout with the boys, being met at the door and assaulted with a broom by your wife... and still having the guts to ask:
"Are you cleaning, or were you flying somewhere?"
True bravery is arriving home stinking drunk after a very late nightout with the boys, being met at the door and assaulted with a broom by your wife... and still having the guts to ask:
"Are you cleaning, or were you flying somewhere?"
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