I lied within the first 2 minutes of meeting my now husband.
What did I tell him?
A lie about my age? Nope.
Sexual background? Nope.
I lied about beer.
I told him: "I LOVE IPAS!!!!!
Why? Cuz they were the first thing on the beer list.
I fucking hate IPAs!!! All hoppy and shit! If I wanted hops so badly, I'd be a rabbit.
And now, 3 years later, here I am, again going to an IPA fest.
Sigh. Drink some wine for me.