He Brings Out The Whiskey In Me
It was that kind of day. You know the kind. The one where you fumble home and crack open the whiskey. But on this day, not just any whiskey will do. You set your sights on that special bottle that's kept high enough that it's barely out of reach and you must retrieve a step stool to get it down. As you reach past the Jameson's and Jack for this, your most special of Irish whiskey, you realize that it's not even open. This bottle isn't even sold in America, but it was that kind of day... so you crack it open.
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Comments
i wish i could have had some whiskey on the rocks with you tonight... it would have been what i needed. instead i had cheetos for dinner and instead of actually teaching my class tonight, i showed two movies... 'roger & me' and 'thank you for smoking'. hee hee.
Posted by: jane | April 23, 2007 11:10 PM
was it good????
Posted by: Dr.Squid | April 25, 2007 11:48 AM
squid...
oh yes. now that the bottle is open you must try some.
Posted by: liz | April 25, 2007 11:53 AM