Any given night (or day) whilst home, we might imbibe in "The Devil's Brew" ... just here and there ... for medicinal reasons, obviously.
I wasn't driving this evening, dear readers. I was, simply, trying to prove my point to Angi that if a "chicken" crosses a road (naked ... with a bottle of Vodka) it can get to the other side without being arrested.
All was going according to plan until THIS asshole rounded the corner.
xoxo
Anna
1 comment:
for realz?
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