And it was in such a good neighborhood…

I’m not self-medicating with booze. The guy at the liquor store wrote me a prescription. Well, he called it a receipt… Whatever.

So do the parents…

I’ve been craving a nice bottle of Merlot the last couple of days. Maybe I should invite Him over to fix up this case of Deer Park in the kitchen…

From the same store who boasted, “We now Sell Cold Beer!!! We now sell Wine!!!” in the Condom aisle, we now find that said alcohol sales may have some unintended side-effects…

A note to those for whom the sign was intended: Howie Mandel proved that any condom can fit over the average person’s head, so there’s no point in trying one on unless your hose counts as “extra equipment” with your local Volunteer Fire Department.