1. Get a glass of grapefruit juice.
2. Pour in some vodka... Something in a plastic bottle with a poorly-drawn cartoon of a Russian guy on the front is fine.
3. Finish your Grand Slam and slip out of your booth wordlessly before the Denny's waitress brings the bill.
...That's my classic recipe for a killer Greyhound. I'm going to be ingesting a lot more of those delicious breakfast-cocktails now that I have an adult job. I really don't think I'll have a choice.
~sarah p.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
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