Call it what you want: School time, 8am, gin-o'clock; Jill loved this time of day!
Satan's bachelor party.
What's your poison? Oh, nevermind, I see you've brought your own.
If I'm old enough to work in a sweatshop, you bet your ass I'm old enough to have a drink!
The AA meetings didn't help Marge at all. She couldn't seem to get alcohol off her mind.