How do you know they drink on the way home, out of curiosity? Wouldn't think that was info they willingly share. It is pretty amazing how quickly social (and legal, obvi) standards change. My wife remembers her dad drinking beer during long road trips in 80s. My grandfather used to own a newspaper business in a small town and all my aunts/uncles remember him driving out in the country to deliver the papers and regularly taking a roadie with him.
In some parts of the country, I don't think that would be all that out of the ordinary still.
They talked openly about it, and from our deck we can see them pop out of the car with their travel mugs...they'd invite us to their pool, and they were well lubricated upon arrival.
I will admit to this: until the late 1970s or so, it was perfectly legal to drink and drive in Vermont, as long as you didn't exceed the blood alcohol limit. For a period of time, I worked in Stowe and had an incredibly nice commute thru Smuggler's Notch each evening, and I'd stop at the Edelweiss store (what else do you think they'd call it?) and nab two dark Heinekens for the journey (never more than that). It was nice.
Hah. Like I said, it's probably more common than we might think. Step-brother used to do it with his buddy on the way to band practice. They were in an adult rock band with all dentists. Called themselves The Analgesics or something like that. So, yeah, they knew how to party.
There’s a Sherwood Forest neighborhood in Atlanta too.
perhaps I find a mystery solved: always wondered about the sugar level of NC sweet tea, could dentists be behind this?
My dog hates getting his nails clipped.
I don't live in a Robin Hood neighborhood.
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