And This is Why I Drink
RIC: I hate Sundays.
RIC: Because that means I have to go to work tomorrow.
ME: But at least you still have this day.
RIC: There is nothing good about Sundays.
RIC: Absolutely nothing!
ME: There must be at least one thing.
RIC: Nothing that I can think of.
ME: Sunday has no redeeming quality at all?
RIC: Well, okay, one thing.
ME: Why, whatever could that be?
ME: Open the wine.