Yesterday there were two choices of sangria on the menu: one liter and one glass. I told the waitress that I would start with one glass and see how it would go. By the end of my meal I was so drunk that I broke the glass. Sweet and delicious sangria is the quickest way to get drunk.
Bom dia. I came to this thought. For two people to have a good time, it’s not their adult part that has to agree with the other adult, but for the two inner children to be friends in the relationship. And the task of the adult part is to make those circumstances.