
All this weekend the kids were talking about what they are going to be for halloween. I love this this time of year and when I was drinking it was just another daily celebration. I use to get pissed off when I would have to answer the door for the trick or treaters. I would have to come inside from the back yard to answer the door. The back yard was where my stash and coolers filled with beers were located. It was basically my heaven behind my house. I had 4 bottles of crown in 750 mils hidden in sprinkler's pump stations. Hell I also had 4 cooler buried in the ground with tops that had clued on dirt and sticks. I was stealth when I was drinking until everyone knew I was drunk. I changed the cooler' locations every couple of week.
Today I don't have to sorry about all that bullshit in my hesd