Draw this picture in your mind: I was at a Valentine’s Party (okay, right there I’m suspect. Who has a party for Valentine’s Day?) crowded with too many people in too small a space who either arrived drunk, were actively getting drunk or were in the process of leaving drunk. It was, in a phrase, a party of… well, sloppy, gross drunks. That’s never, ever my idea of fun. But because I wanted to be a good sport (and a semi-gracious guest), I decided to stay five minutes longer than the 30 minutes I normally spend not to appear anti-social.
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