Last night I came home to some interesting mail...which turned a night of sitting on my ass relaxing to a night of coffee stout and attorney friends (I think they prefer attorney to lawyer).
Funny thing about attorneys (no, this is not an opening to a lame joke)...you can't really tell when they're drunk. My assumption is that they are so used to being on point and talking so much that it becomes embedded in their social skills.
I hate mail...
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