sevenSHARPnine wrote:OH AND CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE GLEN FUCKING LIVET?
Yes we can, now that You reminded me.
I believe it was Glenlivet that I had vomited on me. Like, five years ago. I was in a local lawyers-rock-bar sort of joint we were playing in (imagine that, I think the regulars were actually shocked, but hey - I got paid so I'm fine with that) and I was bought drinks. 'All righty, it's whisley for me then.' And there was this local semi-hot looking bird who clearly had a target and my name on it

SO SHE came to me at the bar desk after the show, pushed her cleavage next to me and, obviously wanting to impress me and to get the message through she drank my whisky - straight up like a fukken hotshot!

And grinned, coughed with mascara running. And vomited on my shoes, yes, some class, if You don't mind
