It started innocently enough. I went to my son's fiancé's parent's house for dinner, ostensibly to plan their stag and doe. That went fine. The whole wedding party showed up and the planning was all done. Dinner was awesome, pulled pork which some of you may remember is one of my favorites. I drank a whole bottle of wine by myself, which was fine. I didn't lose my composure at the future in-laws. After that event, my kid and his friends invited me to go to a club with them. Turns out, that was a strip club and they brought all their girlfriends and my future daughter-in-law. Also attending was one of my daughter's former girlfriends from when she was in high school. My wife passed on the club adventure and left me on my own. That's all...the whole story and now I'm sitting here drunk posting in the boring thread because that's it, that's all. The dancers were just okay but not hot enough for me to give them money for table dances or anything.
Thanks to spell check for giving me the squiggly lines to keep my drunk posting intelligible.
