I will be more than happy to shake one up for you. Don't worry about drinking and flying, I've got your back, backbone that is. Come to think of it, I also have your thighbone, legbone, jawbone, etc. etc. As you can see, there are no skeletons in my closet. They're all out in the open for all to see, warts and all. I kill myself sometimes.
In case you were wondering, I can also do a mean Shirley Temple. On the good ship, lollipop! That's quite enough of that. What will it be? Don't be shy. Name your poison. I personally prefer a very dry, very cold, dirty martini. So cold, it chills you to the bones.
6 comments:
Deb, you just crack me up with your posts. Reminds me of the sin juice that the Saints, Sinners & Virgins offered at their party, was very strong, not a pretty site!! I loved this post!
I'm afraid to ask for a double, with all the deleted comments...oh hell, bottoms up girl, you crack me up!!! I like the way you celebrate Halloween!
I'll take a Zombie, please!
Did someone say drinks? Bring 'em on girlfriend! ~Mindy
My blogger ghoulfriend!
The Texas Woman
Too many nut jobs out there.
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