Getting her teenager to work around the house was always a chore
Every day they would go round and round each other, grinding away
And eventually, it would torque the two of them right off and nothing would get done
Reaching into her emergency chocolate stash she wondered how she could lubricate the situation
She ended up giving them a peace offering from her stash and that allowed the two of them to switch …
Pass that pitcher, my man
Oh no, my friend. This one is mine.
Utterly impossible. You are the next round.
Really? (Laps up some of the beer.) Want some now?
The alcohol burned her throat as she pounded the shot glass to the bar top
Everything spun for a second, but that was the whole purpose of this, right?
Quickly she lifted her hand. “Another round, please.”
Unable to keep the grin from her face she looked at the rest of the bridal party
It was her last night of freedom and she didn’t want to remember any of it
Lifting up the replenished shot glass she said, “To life and health.”
All the time hoping she would be so sick tomorrow they would call the whole thing off
Chips were tossed into the pot as the round was dealt
Amber looked at her hand and a pair of kings stared back
Reaching for her chips, she tossed in her raise
Dudes wouldn’t know what hit them since she had bluffed the last two hands
She was surprised when everyone immediately folded