Fucking Bourbon
why do i feel the need to drink with every stranger who smiles at me. these are the important questions in life. what's that? a Manhattan, you say, why suuuuuure, pour me up. you say your favorite drink is a whiskey sour? put 'er there partner. lunatic. that's what i am. but oh, the fun.

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