Oh my sweet Jesus, those look scrumdiliumptious. I want one NOW!!!
The more the merrier for the party!
That Godiva martini is to die for.
John's Pizzeria makes a wonderful white chocolate martin. Just a week and a half more until then!
and they make a KILLER cosmo!
Shall we make a date?
I think a date might be a great idea!
woo hoo! I'll PM you. We are headingin later on this month and then of course there is always SPAMALOT.
mom, we'll always have Spamalot!
You could always invent a Spamalot cocktail.
How 'bout a Killer Rabbit?
Hm... would that fit my Pineapple Rum + OJ? Prolly not, too tropical.
a Killer Rabbit sounds like it needs something white, that looks innocuous, but deadly...
Like Godiva White Chocolate liqueur... Plus vodka...
After the past 4 hours I've had I need a Mojito, a bottle of Tequila, some Scotch, and Whisky. Just start an open tab for me...
All in the same glass?
Well, I suppose they all have the same base - alcohol.
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Love sex on the beach
Morning Dame....I heard sex on the beach and came running. Now I really got to get dressed for work. Sorry we didn't meet when I was out in LA, but I had no internet connection. Next time I need to get your phone number. I miss you Hussy !!!!
wow the booze topic is still on? Well why not.
You called SOMMS?
***clinks mojito glasses with cookie!***
I think we need tropical drinks while the temps are still warm-ish mom....
*clink*
Somehow I feel the need to listen to Jimmy Buffett
Nibblin' on sponge cake,
watchin' the sun bake;
All of those tourists covered with oil.
Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing.
Smell those shrimp--
They're beginnin' to boil.
Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
But I know it's nobody's fault.
Don't know the reason,
Stayed here all season
With nothing to show but this brand new tattoo.
But it's a real beauty,
A Mexican cutie, how it got here
I haven't a clue.
Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
Now I think,-- hell it could be my fault.
I blew out my flip flop,
Stepped on a pop top;
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home.
But there's booze in the blender,
And soon it will render
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on.
Wasted away again in Margaritaville
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
But I know, it's my own damn fault.
Yes, and some people claim that there's a woman to blame, And I know it's my own damn fault
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