And now I do my secret, vindictive little dance of karmic retribution. Not that I'm not sympathetic - I know exactly how it feels. I'm just thrilled that now I'm not the only one. After all, what does misery love?
two ice cubes in a glass tumbler (out of which I've been drinking since I was two - something freudian there) and some ilk of straight liquor that other people mix, which i've never understood. Much better than company.
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(Sorry--that's just me ...) ;-)
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bourbon would be better, but rum is all I got.
two ice cubes in a glass tumbler (out of which I've been drinking since I was two - something freudian there) and some ilk of straight liquor that other people mix, which i've never understood. Much better than company.
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