By the way, I’ve learned a very important lesson this weekend: Schnapps of any variety is not my friend. I thought it was just the peppermint crap that was trouble, but oh no…it’s all bad. Ah, the joys of being a lightweight.
The internet is a huge bathroom wall, and any halfwit with a keyboard and a connection has an opportunity to scrawl on it. Take me, for instance. My name is KZ. For a good time, come find me at Prosaic Shades of Gray.
Try peach next time. But don’t, like, drink a whole gallon of it, naturally. Wink
Actually peach is what did me in. But maybe you’re onto something with the not drinking a whole gallon comment.
I am? I’m shocked.