WHAT HAPPENED LATE SATURDAY NIGHT:
Someone wanted me to do a shot of vodka at my crowded local bar.
I said, 'NO!" Until I found out a really pretty girl would be pouring it into my mouth.

I took the shot. Turned around and... walked away from the excitement and secretly SPAT IT OUT!

Of course 'someone' was watching my every move. They knew the real Adam Wade. The guy who doesn't like to do shots when he has to work early the next morning. Why did they have to make me feel so LOW?

Can you guess who caught me?

Bernie?


Mike C.?


Group of Hoboken Ladies?

Answer Tuesday.