Old George (not Burns, a local guy) lived to a hundred. When Swede, the newspaper guy asked him how he managed he replied. Every morning, as soon as I wake, I drink a glass of Old Granddad, eat a breakfast of ham and eggs. After Breakfast, I walk the seven blocks to the Corner Bar, drink a couple of Old Granddads on the rocks, and smoke a big havana cigar. I walk the seven blocks back home about the time Maggie has lunch on. A couple of roast beef sandwiches, a bowl of Maggies homemade soup, a glass of Old Granddad and then Maggie and I jump into bed for a little fun. After that, I get back up, go over to Big Red's place and play a couple of pinochle games with the boys while having a shot or two of Old Granddad. Maggie has supper ready at 6, so gotta be back by then. Another fine cigar and glass of old Granddad after supper, help Maggie do the dishes and then off to bed we go.
It may have worked for George, but I don't drink anything stronger than pop.
But Pop drinks most anything :tinysmile_twink_t2:
