“HAVE I told you about my 80-martini lunch?”
Doug Mataconis has more, which, frankly, sounds impossible.
Belatedly, I’d like to say I’m glad you’re back after the health issues. On the Martini “issue” all I can say is *arg*…
I have a prominent dent in my skull, the result of which was a drinking contest with a Kiwi in Guam. He picked the poison. Gin Martinis.
I picked the destination. The leading edge of the table behind my bar stool.
I’m a beer totaler now. NEVER pick a drinking duel with a Kiwi.
I have an occasional G&T every now and again just to remind me. As if the crease across my cranium wasn’t enough.
Worst that happened to me was missing a day of work after drinking with a Kiwi. He won, but he was over twice my weight.
Can’t stand gin anymore, nor rum or schnapps. Vodka, Scotch, Burboun, Whiskey. Or beer.
That article really explains a lot about the Times’ reporting as of late.
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