CHEERS SALUD: DAY TWO HUNDRED ONE WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE?

Sunday Bloody Sunday Morning. Sloshy Slurring Sexy. Long Island Irish Car Bombs Shots On Me until  the Hurricanes stopped the progress of disturbing the peace. Late Nights Close Downs Last Calls Bottoms Up All in One Tip Jars High Keggers Plastic Cups King Cobras Mickeys Boons & OEd Double 40ing along hanging on with last risky sipping whiskey rounds. Secret Stash Silliness Unpredictable Fogged up Goggles mislead by Right Brain Shenanagans. What will you be DRINKING this fine evening? What is your drink of choice? Hard liquiored beer whino wine in a box under the bleachers brandy that tastes like old Grannies Gin? SALUD