LADIES NIGHT
There are always two ways to look at everything, I guess.
My wife and I were
sitting at a table at my high school reunion,
and I kept staring at a drunken lady
swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table.
My wife asks, "Do you know her?"
"Yes," I sighed, "She's my old girlfriend.
I understand she took to drinking right after we split up
those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since."
"My God!" says my wife, "Who would think
a person could go on celebrating that long?"
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