[The Great Fumar]

My wife and I were sitting at a table at my 50th high school reunion,
and I kept staring at a drunken woman swigging her drink, as she sat
alone at a nearby table.

My wife asks, "Do you know her?" "Yes," I sighed. "She's my old
girlfriend. I understand she started drinking right after we split up
those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since."

"My God!" says my wife. "Who would think a person could go on
celebrating that long?"

squelshed fumar