Blood And Thunder

At a wedding in Seattle last weekend occurred one of maybe the five proudest moments of my whole life, in a mere two-sentence exchange:

Line at the bar. Girl I do not know — or rather, do not know that I know — requests two glasses of wine, and immediately begins to chug the first one. When she’s about eighty-five percent through, I say

“If you do that with the other one you’re my new hero.”

Girl finishes, looks at me, and says

“Nuh-uh. I’ve heard about you.”

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