Gregory was VERY friendly... and drunk. He seemed to have no concept of personal space. The worst part about that was he smelled like he had just taken a dump in his pants.
"You guys have been married a long time haven't you?" Gregory asked us with a whiskey soaked slur.
We glanced at each other while trying to hold in our laugher. This was our third date.
"Yeah", we responded.
"How long you been married...like 20 years?".
I can't remember what we told him. Maybe we said 15 or something.
Gregory was the quintessential dive bar drunk. We sure got a kick out of him though.
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