Some people leave footprints on our heart.
Cats leave fur on our sweaters.
Dogs leave drool on our shoes.
Families will crap on our doorstep.
So when life gives you crap, garden it and make roses.
A good gin with cushed lime and lime juice and tonnes of ice, with, this is the key, a dash of water to open it up fully, is the bees knees...
Link said . . .Its the simple things.
upend the BS bottle into the IV and just relax
Cruel, armagnac, cruel. I can taste the lime, feel the ice, crash out on the gin.The IV's no good, it's gotta taste on the tongue, Bwca.Speaking of simple things, Link, have you poisoned the yobbo yet?
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