Ding Dong, The Queen is dead........
You know, my dad liked scotch, my grandfather rye, my great-grandfather was a prohiniton bootlegger who ran the corn, and I blew up my stomach drinking bourbon, I guess I come from a long line of whiskey-lovers.......![]()
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Bummer about the empty shot glass![]()
That blows big chunks.
Bartender, shots all around in honor.





