Seventy-five years ago today, Prohibition came to an end in these United States. And what better way to celebrate than going out for a drink? Such will be the case all across the country.
For example, word is there will be celebrations throughout California’s wine country. If you’re a Vulcan, you have to admit that’s logical. At least one Boston-based bar is also celebrating with an end-to-Prohibition party. If Norm, Cliffie, et al, were real people, they’d join in.
And to mark this milestone in Indianapolis, I’m sure a former co-worker in Fred Scott Sands will enjoy plenty of booze, buy women a few rounds of drinks, get them to… uh… well… if you knew Scott the way I knew him, you have a pretty good idea of the likely remainder of the story. Ladies of the Circle City, unless you *really* want to have Scott’s babies, it’s best you keep your distance from him.
But seriously, tonight and any night, after you’ve indulged in adult beverages, remember to leave the driving to someone else.
Anyone that knows Scott should be ashamed and embarrassed by his actions. I know first hand that he is pure evil. He still will NOT acknowledge a baby. My baby is on the waiting list for a liver transplant.
This guy is such damaged goods. Be afraid, be very afraid. RUN! RUN REALLY FAST! Unless you want to end up alone an pregnant with NO child support. Because civil cases take forever to process – at least in Indiana.
Wow. 3 months ago I posted those comments. Guess what? Nothing has changed! Except stupid took the DNA test that HE wanted yet refused to do for six months ….while my baby was on dialysis. This guy is a real catch. Lucky me…I have a baby with him. PATHETIC. I will never understand why MY baby had to have a fatal metabolic disorder with no cure except a liver transplant. We are running out of time to find a donor. We keep praying every day. We have to keep fighting for Cole.