Happy, happy. Joy, joy.
My daughter standing next to the 1.75 of Grey Goose her Uncle rolled in with today.
He went nuts at Cosco down in Phoenix because where he lives, they don’t sell booze at Cosco. He showed up with two cases of all kinds of hooch. Thats just to get him through Sunday. My fav is the rather large bottle of Goose that currently resides in my freezer.
These are the salad days.