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Loose Lips -- Writer's Poke #138

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When the party was over, she followed him upstairs to the bedroom. I had had too much to drink, and I was going to sleep on the couch downstairs. But at the moment, I wasn't tired. The idea of her going upstairs played over and over again in my mind.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door; it was the neighbor from the adjacent apartment. We knew each other, but we weren't friends. He asked me if I had seen this girl, and I explained that she had gone upstairs with the party's host. At the time, I didn't realize that she and the neighbor were dating. And apparently, I wasn't in control of my mouth. I told the neighbor some pretty mean things about this girl and how slutty she was to go upstairs to my friend's bedroom.

The next morning when I woke up, the girl had apparently already left, but as I was preparing to leave myself, she came back. And when she saw me, she tore into me. How could I, she asked, tell the neighbor those awful things about her? At first, it didn't even register in my mind what she was talking about. But soon I pieced together that she had returned from the neighbor's apartment, and she was mad at me for ratting her out.

For whatever reason, I felt bad. She explained that she did what she did simply because she had had too much to drink. I tried to use that same reasoning with her, as a way of explaining why I had said what I did, but she never forgave me. I should have been more in control of my lips, she told me.

And truthfully, she was right, but I didn't have the heart to suggest that she take her own advice.

Have you said or done anything while drunk that you later regretted? Are regrettable actions performed while drunk worse than regrettable actions performed while sober?

"A drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts." -- Proverb

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  1. That stupid Ho should have applied the same logic to you that she applied to herself.

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