Tuaca and Toast

It has been at least 20 years since I got my wife drunk on Tuaca. We both had hangovers the following morning, but hers was worse than mine because she is not a drinker.

We polished off the entire bottle of liquor, one shot at a time, before finally turning in at around 3 a.m. Honestly, a drunk sleep is like no sleep at all.

Hunger pangs got the better of her around 11:30 a.m. She decided on toast for her late morning breakfast.

She slipped two pieces of bread in the slots and pressed down. She must have forgotten or was half in a daze when the machine kicked the toast up with a pop less than a minute later.

I cannot recall the last time I heard her scream so loud.