The Wife

This shameful person is my wife. She tries to hide from the camera. And so she should. I'm am challenging myself with a three day drinkfast and she comes home from a night out drinking with her corporate girl friends and has the nerve to ask "Why are you denying yourself? That's crazy. That's not like you. Help me finish off the Sancerre..." She is clearly drunk. But she has no "drink", no morals. Wait! She is now trying to tear my clothes off! She is clearly hammered. How on earth is a guy supposed to "fast" under such conditions? And ontop of all this my friend is sending me photos of his nine-year-old drinking beer at a bar. I take three days off from drink and I begin to see the world for what it really is - f*cked. No wonder we drink. It's a circle. And as long as we stay inside that cirlce in which drink brings out the drink within us - the world is beautiful. Step outside of it for three days and...well...read the above.