I went to a new liquor store that opened up by my place and was surprised that they were checking age (a rare occurrence here) but more surprised with their version of an ID check
Clerk: How old are you?
The best part is I’m not 25. Whenever asked for my age I never remember how old I am and give the wrong number unless I really have time to think about it.
The liquor store at the end of my block, Liquor Land, was burned down on Friday morning and I’m pretty upset. I spent almost as much time hanging out there as I do watching Dragnet reruns at home (a lot). We did a lot of cool stuff there over the years and there are tons of great memories I have of the place.
I’m going to miss Liquor Land more than I miss certain dead friends and family members. I was thinking of going up there and spilling out a 40 but now I don’t know where to buy one.
I guess I could just go to the liquor store next door…