We had our La. club only comp this past weekend, I was out of the house at 9:30 AM
At around 7 the wife called to see if I was ready for her to come pick me up.
I explained that I had to help with the crawfish boil, she was not too happy.
2 hours later when she gets there she's all smiley and shit,
I found out later she popped a Xanax cause I pissed her off

(she knew it was an all day thing, whatever)
She doesn't take them every day,
just when her nutty-as-fuck mother comes over, or I upset her by spending too much time/money on "beer stuff"
All I'm sayin is that it works for her, she used to get hives from anxiety a few times a week,
now it's only when my whack-jom mother-in-law comes to town.
And speaking of her,that's one bitch that needs to be medicated.