Friday, September 07, 2007

Smell

Quaffed some whisky yesterday. The label said 8 PM but my gut told me it was adulterated.

When I get up in the morning the sour smell of the whisky is still on me.

My breath reeks of whisky.

I am belching whisky fumes.

Even my piss stinks of bad whisky.

I must stick to my preferred poison. My neat, fragrance-free, tipple of choice: Vodka.

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