Club Drunk

Author: KikaBrika

Date: January 27, 2009

by KikaBrika
1-27-09
You hitting on me?
No, I'm the barman. For the last time, do you want somthing to drink?
Whisky, thanks, but just a finger. Make it a fist. What the hell, an upper torso, leave the bottle.
On the rocks please, no ice
OK, you'e had enough.