Yes, you probably got out of that O.K. It's like you've been walking along a narrow ridge and wondering whether it might be O.K. to throw the rope away and take a step closer to the edge, just for old time's sake. "I can always draw back and rope up again because now I'm in control. I'll do it just this once. There will be no next time."
I wonder if down there, the beast is chuckling a bit in his cage, thinking to himself. "Next time? I can always wait. Time means nothing to me!"
It's a dangerous game-playing "Just one" with alcohol, giving the old race horse another smell of the track. like the guy who was tracking the tiger, or thought he was. But he happened to look over his shoulder and what do you suppose he saw a few feet to the rear?
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