graybeards: The beer was all over John’s pants—though I was quietly grateful he’d missed the couch. I started toward the hallway to the bedroom as I said, “Shit, let me grab a pair of Dan’s pants for you.”“No worries,” my father-in-law
graybeards: The beer was all over John’s pants—though I was quietly grateful he’d missed the couch. I started toward the hallway to the bedroom as I said, “Shit, let me grab a pair of Dan’s pants for you.”“No worries,” my father-in-law
