Fill my glass, honey
forget liquor, forget
wine… Serve me the
perfect cocktail, a
fifty-fifty mix, on
the rocks, of sweet
and sour extasy, and
tongue burning passion.
Oh, and hand me a straw….
Fill my glass, honey
forget liquor, forget
wine… Serve me the
perfect cocktail, a
fifty-fifty mix, on
the rocks, of sweet
and sour extasy, and
tongue burning passion.
Oh, and hand me a straw….
Cyranny's Cove 
; ))
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I might, but then I’d probably end up saying/doing something that one of us would end up regretting. Most likely both or none of us..
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Serve me your best drink, I am not very regretting person 😉
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I vaguely remember a joke something along the lines of ‘how does she hold her liquor’ – ‘usually by the ears’ … apologies to the more refined among us 😉
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It better be a bendy straw
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I prefer an umbrella with my drinks. 🙂
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