Belly up to the bar…with Bob
Bob takes his drink straight up…right from the well…None of this sissified ice and mint leaves stuff…
So, I “girled-up” and poured my white wine straight…
“Oh, brother…I’m not with her…”
…but this bed is rather nice…
On the front porch for cocktail hour.
If I don’t look at her maybe no one will think we’re together…