I went to a thing with my wife and this shithead kept telling everyone his dumb wife bought box…
Ronan Takagi

Moron (not you; the boxed wine guy.) I’d like to think after the last guest left, his wife shared some choice words for him. Proceeding a toe-tap to the groin of course.

Yes. My special brand of self-humiliation deserves no spouse commentary either. In fact, she’ll stand by me and lend support if/when I screw up a joke or do something else embarrassing around other people. God bless her!

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