“How’s the wife?”

I’m asked by someone who knows shit about me.

And we all know what happens when that happens.

I make shit up.

“She left me. She got tired of my drinking and lying.”

He said that was too bad.

“Yeah,” I continue. “I’m really going to miss lying.”

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