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My Inner Alcoholic Speaks

When I get off the antibiotics, I’m going on a bender. Which will probably be about four beers, since my tolerance will have dropped to that of a seven year old. Enough of this, already. I want a sobriety chip. I’ve got thirteen days, give or take a single beer once or twice. That counts, right? Someone give me a fucking medal already. And a beer…