Last night Brad and Dwayne Walker were cutting deer meat and making sausage in the garage. Lizzy wanted to say hi to "Dwayney Walker" so I went out to the garage with her. They had a case of beer. I took one and said something like "Lizzy needed to say hi, and I needed a beer." We visited for awhile, and I drank my beer. Suddenly Lizzy looked at me and said:
"You got your beer Mom. You not going to die anymore?"
I really don't drink that much. I promise!
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