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Too drunk to fuck.
While at lunch with K today, I looked up, and spied the empty and forlorn premixed cocktail machine on the bar counter. Still proudly proclaiming that it had contained Viagra.
One can only assume it's a blue drink of some kind. But really, can you imagine ordering one? "Hi two little bluepil... I mean drinks please" Or (particularly if male), being presented with one? "Here honey, I thought you might need this for later". It'd make for 'interesting' pickups I'm sure...
(Never mind he obvious, putting the cock back into cocktails - cos if I don't say it, someone else will in the comments).
Not to mention the blatantly false advertising, considering the ingredients are, well, Alcoholic!
Well it amused me :) Not least because I'm willing to lay good odds on it having the quintessential 'girlie drink' appearance...
One can only assume it's a blue drink of some kind. But really, can you imagine ordering one? "Hi two little blue
(Never mind he obvious, putting the cock back into cocktails - cos if I don't say it, someone else will in the comments).
Not to mention the blatantly false advertising, considering the ingredients are, well, Alcoholic!
Well it amused me :) Not least because I'm willing to lay good odds on it having the quintessential 'girlie drink' appearance...
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They're kinda like garnishes.
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