You know you're an alcoholic/have a problem
when you down a shot of whiskey on your 30
minute lunch break (at the Wooden Bucket
tavern on 22nd street)
From a fast-food job selling
weenies,
Arrive 6 minutes late- and notice
absolutely no change
In your functionality
Due to the aforementioned shot of whiskey
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