So can alcohol. It's tricksy that way.
Yes it is. But it's still the olives' fault. They jumped into the vodka and soaked up the atmosphere. Then they begged to be consumed. I can't help the consequences.
(My breath could probably slay vampires at this point, considering I'm a three-olive martini kinda gal.)
But it's still the olives' fault. They jumped into the vodka and soaked up the atmosphere. Then they begged to be consumed.
Flirty olives will get you every time. Now I really want a martini.
It's like my DC F2F drink accounting method. They kept refilling my same Vodka Tonic glass and each time another lime got added. I knew I was in trouble when I didn't have enough fingers to count all the limes.
Flirty olives will get you every time.
Oh yeah. I would have been well and truly fucked if they were bleu cheese-stuffed olives. The garlic-stuffed olives are merely a booty call, but combine them with a good vodka and I turn into a well-satisfied customer.
Er, I don't mean to imply that martinis make me easy. I'm like that anyway.
Er, I don't mean to imply that martinis make me easy. I'm like that anyway.
Oh, I can be had for a few martinis at times. I think it's a character trait, not a flaw.
Cass is me, especially if the martinis are apple.
not apple
slides apple martini to Kristin
I'll take mine dry.