BillyBrock

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Billy came home so drunk one night that his normally steel-grey eyes had turned bright green and were crossed. He was congenial and giggling as I guided him toward the bed. I propped him against the edge of the bed and wrestled his boots off, but I could tell that I was losing him fast. I let go of him for just a second to reach for something on the dresser, and Wham! He hit the floor like thunder. Just as quick he jumped up, all wild-eyed, and hollered, "Who hit me?"

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Wine is a mocker, strong drink is a brawler, and whoever is lead astray by it is not wise. (Proverbs 20:1 NKJV)