I hit rock bottom
Last night – drank merlot with a
Straw – tacky, tacky
Last night – drank merlot with a
Straw – tacky, tacky
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5 comments:
Wait for the champaign bubbles in a straw. Happy Aught-Seven
My grandfather called it Mer-lott.
And I'm not even from Oklahoma.
Oh, it could be worse -
A big box of cold Fetzer,
Or a glass with ice.
met a girl a few weeks ago who was on the South Beach Diet and she was not supposed to drink anything but red wine but not too much so she mixed it with flavored seltzer... Ugh!
Aw shucks, I've been doing that for years!
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