So we had another busy day on Saturday and I was too tired to cook at 10pm so we went over to Marco Polo to eat.
We had some great cocktails to start the night off.
I had a dirty Martini and the wife had a Blueberry Pimmcup which sounded like Blueberry piss cup but thankfully was not. It was just weird but not as weird as the night would get.
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Who's the poof with the martini glass?
Oh wait. That's you. Sorry. I forgot to actually read the post before I went to comment. My bad.
Hardly anyone drinks gin anymore. There have to be 700 different kinds of vodka. Beefeater martini very dry w/ olives.
Hopefully that's not dirty vodka.
Hopefully that's not dirty vodka.
Probably some of that good homophobic Russian vodka that's being dumped out in gay clubs across the country.
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ndspinelli said...
Hardly anyone drinks gin anymore.
Not here.
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