He had to start slowing down at guys night. They were gonna be the death of him

Lincoln slumped down and sighed into his coffee at the table as he was greeted by a hot Saturday morning. His head throbbed as he barely recognized the usually rude greeting of his daughter Lupa.

"Sup drunk middle aged old guy," Lupa perked. "how's it hangin."

"Ugh, go to your room, your grounded for... something, you did something I'm gonna regret today."

Lupa continued to teasingly swarm around the half hungover Lincoln as she held a few tablets of Tylenol and rub his back.

"Aww and after I came down this morning to help you with your headache?" Lupa said teasingly holding the keys to his relief. "But since I'm grounded already..how about you tell me how much fun it was pretending you were still young for a night."

"Well..umm"
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12 hours ago.