On the rocks
#4
RE: On the rocks
My friends, where I come from drinks don't come one the rocks. The come at a dollar a piece, strong enough to eat the paint off the car and big enough to put you down like a bear on tranqualizers, that magical place is Chico. Where the beer is cheap and the girls are easy. You ask for a drink on the rocks there you might not be walking out of that bar alive.
But know in my more civilzed days, I love to have my self some Blue Label on the rocks. Just to make sure I am still alive.
But know in my more civilzed days, I love to have my self some Blue Label on the rocks. Just to make sure I am still alive.