I prefer my margaritas on the rocks instead of blended but I'll take what I can get.
No more vanilla bean, tropical breeze, baby's butt. It's time for my house to smell like a hunting lodge or a distillery.
Fruitcake, I think we can all agree, is not a tasty treat. But if you distill the booziness and the cakiness and turn it into a jelly shot, I can get behind it.
It takes a little more than four bottles of vodka for me to be ready to party but to each his own I guess.
Every morning as the holidays approach, I wish I had a little shot of whiskey to get me started. Thanks, early Santa!
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