I guess America wants me to buy some booze.

Can't argue with that.

gin used to do this to me too, but mostly I'd just punch buildings and wake up the next day wondering why my hand hurt

At first, I thought this was named Franklin the Sailor Moon.

This is totally accurate! I drank gin in Wisconsin once and found one of big those public ashtrays they have outside of buildings- the kinds with the water and sand in the bottom shaped like a stancion- and I stole it somehow convincing my (then)girlfriend that it'd be a good idea inside our apartment. Also apparently told my friend 'fuck you' when he asked why I had a public ashtray and was walking down the street with it. Next morning I woke up and was like 'why does it smell like an ashtray in here'? True story. Also that 'then'girlfriend is now my wife and has to put up with similar shenanigans to this very day. Gin I don't drink

Martini's are a waste. Gin and Tonic is where it's at.

booze for breakfast