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Cheers! Happy Saturday! Drinks on me! Just come in your underwear 😈
Starting Friday night off right, with a glass of bourbon. Cheers 🥃
Cheers @rkxt Just chillin’ and keeping warm with all these 🔥 people.
Anyone care to join us?
@sweetbabya81 @sexymaturelady @txkemedxnc1ng @ready2shareher @lady-of-growth-and-love @latina-hotwife-44
Happy Hour Thrs. 🥃
Hey who’s enjoying an adult beverage?
@therebellioness23 @molicious05 @belgr4 @sweetreddelicious-57 @lucky-jewels @bloodybucket-28 @ky-hound @ggbrown @glorious-stuff @hotbosssecretrealm @itsthenerdydad @hotaggiwife @stayingabreastothings @thoughts-sex-desires @simplymarge1974 @dontlookbackbitch2 @just-sadie2 @lonestar-badash @sonofasinner2 @music-friends-and-smiles @ankalewi54 @inklov3r @inkedkat32 @wanderingprincess0213 @simplymarge1974 @petlucy @noname-40 @curvymommy70 @fishboy71 @321rocketman @beercat10 @teresabee @vladyandnatalialix @justadudes-blog @whoalady @2here4fun @goodbrew82375 @jouet69 @misskaboom @dirtyprincess56 @sultrylush-2 @heatherannchristie @likeapimp @dirtylittlesecretstres @calmsinthebchaosk @indomitablerevvyb @tralalalaaaa-again @mrtibbs2068 @bigdaddynm-1 @sundancer71 and every one scrolling by
To paraphrase Pontius Pilate, I can find no fault with this wisdom! 👌🥃😎
Good friends, nice hotel, good bourbon and cigars... can't ask for much better every once in a while.
Bourbon Brownies - Desserts - Liqueur Dessert If you're looking for a bourbon-spiked treat for Father's Day, look no further than these thick, moist brownies ready in under an hour.
Strawberry Basil Bourbon Smash - Whiskey Drinks Strawberries and fresh basil are smashed together until fragrant in this bourbon-based cocktail perfect for summer.
Reunion island , before Bourbon island, before Mascaregne island around XVII Century.
Last book (tome six) of this thirties edition (1930) by Plon Editor Paris , FRANCE
La Réunion : spot de surf de Saint Leu
Reunion Island : spot surf of Saint Leu
Monday, you promised you'd come home, the door was left open.
Tuesday, a little late but I thought I could wait.
Wednesday, I went through the laundry to find your clothes, hoping they still smelled like you.
Thursday, tasted a lot like you when I emptied the bottle of bourbon.
Friday, I was sober enough to think again but you were still missing.
Saturday, I got a call asking if I'd written the eulogy.
Sunday, I realized you were never coming home again...
© Raina Rose.
Every white dude I know over 30 just cannot hang out without bringing up the subject of bourbon, talking exhaustively about bourbon, showing me their many bottles of bourbon, and asking me to taste one or more of their many bourbons.
"Yep, this one also tastes like bourbon"
