Tonight I was opening my mouth to say, "Oh, no thanks. I'll pass." Just as I did, I glanced down at my left wrist. What came out of my mouth was, "Sure!" It was just a little thing, but it's exactly the reason that I have that tattoo.
And then I drove home from the club with the top down. According to the thermometer on the car it was 48 degrees out, but I didn't care.
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