Reblogged from Living Sober through the Psalms:
Sober Thought of the Day
“She was the third beer. Not the first one, which the throat receives with almost tearful gratitude; nor the second, that confirms and extends the pleasure of the first. But the third, the one you drink because it's there, because it can't hurt, and because what difference does it make?” Toni Morrison, Song of Solomon…
Its definitely that third one where it all starts to go downhill.
yes! ha ha ha
Its that third one that always used to get me. There was no reason for it, like Toni said it was just there, and it almost led to the fourth, fifth, sixth, and so on.