When opportunity comes a knocking, you need to grab hold and hold on tight with all of your hands. Sometimes opportunity knocks gently like a gentle breeze, gently minding its own business. Sometimes that opportunity presents itself in a hurricane wave, screaming ferociously, spitting abuse. Thirsty Dave spotted opportunity when he was littler, when he asked his dad what “drunk” meant:
Maybe he just has a different definition of drunk than the rest of us do.
Totally plausible!
Maybe Dad just never learned to count.
Oh Thirsty Dave Sr. can count alright. He can count the amount of green bottles, standing on the wall and also how many times he goes to the bar!
Now I have that song “99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall” running in my head. You know — the one Mom eventually forbade me to start singing in the car, on pain of memorable retribution.
Both Thirsty Dave’s drank those 99 bottles of beer on the wall and plenty more too!