(actual phone conversation between bend and bend’s newly clean and sober friend)
bend: so how are you?
sober friend: i’m good. i don’t really think i’m an alcoholic.
bend: ’cause you aren’t jonesing?
sober friend: no, not really. not for booze. i don’t really have any cravings normally at least not to drink. I mean, yeah, right now I do, but that just because I’m in an airport.
bend: (laughing) that’s a pretty alcoholic-ee thing to say.
sober friend: no, it’s not! airports are like that.
bend: (dying of laughter)
sober friend: i mean it’s true! have you ever been in an airport and not wanted to get drunk or high?
bend: No, but that’s because I’m an alcoholic and a drug-addict!
sober friend: (laughs) Ahh, I forgot about that.
