You would have been proud of me Ron. I drank eleventy seven beers, a bunch of shots and still hung in there with the younger folks!
I also set my sights on a fine female at the bar. My Alpha male courting process instinct kicked in and it was game on.
At first she seemed immune to my charm, good looks and overall badassness, then she said...
"The more i drink. the better you look Paul"
A open bar tab and ten shots later she was calling me Brad Pitt!
My dreams of a romantic night with an 80 yo and maybe co starring in a Granny porn movie were dashed though.
There wasn't enough room in the party van for her walker and oxygen tank. Damnit...