Okay, maybe not Miller time. I mean, if I want a glass of water, I'll have a glass of water that does not taste like licking a barroom floor at three in the morning. I'm just sayin'... More like time for a fine wine. Not the wine whine that Zali makes insisting on a sip of your chardonnay. Oh! Where is this going? I think I need a drink.
Bourbon! Take me away!
"Dogs Who Make Passes at Cats Who Wear Glasses". *