Last night, I had a dream that we were at someone's weeding--a girl that I guess I would've had to know really well. She started ordering shots, and I wasn't really on board because they were crap shots: a Scooby Snack, a Red-headed Slut, etc. So
chef Gordon Ramsay serving these insanely ornate shots in these odd glasses and what not. Three get
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