I cut limes, boiled simple syrup, and paid for allthis booze ($10 USD with snacks) and noone had a sip. They are watching TERMINATOR 2 JUDGMENT DAY and are not drunk.
THE 6TH DAY is on next. I have had two and am too tired to stay awake for that. Dudes came in with beers and turned down my drink. Probably because they are so awesome and by awesome I mean great.
i have never heard of this "caipirinhas" business before, but it sounds kind of beautiful. want to pretend my living room is a hostel and make me drinks? DRANKS, EVEN.
OH come on, hostels are places for hippies to share shit with eachother. The previous night this old lady shared her bottle of wine with me so I thought I'd return the favor. I think noone wanted to have to pay it forward. Ah well, plenty more for tonight, or for Emm if she wants to come to Rio and get them.
People watched me make them. Limes, simple-syrup, and booze. Real simple. I think these folks were just tired.
Old blonde haired Portugeusan woman just hooked me up with some fancy Casecha from some farm, but some oother folks tried my Caipirinhas and the German girl complimented them. I am finally a winner. A drunk-at-6pm winner!
I cut limes, boiled simple syrup, and paid for allthis booze ($10 USD with snacks) and noone had a sip. They are watching TERMINATOR 2 JUDGMENT DAY and are not drunk.
THE 6TH DAY is on next. I have had two and am too tired to stay awake for that. Dudes came in with beers and turned down my drink. Probably because they are so awesome and by awesome I mean great.
I like that THE 6TH DAY lost plausibility as soon as the XFL failed, all title-scene XFL-ing about.
i have never heard of this "caipirinhas" business before, but it sounds kind of beautiful. want to pretend my living room is a hostel and make me drinks? DRANKS, EVEN.
If I was in a hostel, I wouldn't drink caipiriniaidiadfasdfsas either.
If I were in a hostel, I wouldn't take drinks someone else mixed.
your not 'saposta let them see you pee in them.
that parts a secret.
OH come on, hostels are places for hippies to share shit with eachother. The previous night this old lady shared her bottle of wine with me so I thought I'd return the favor. I think noone wanted to have to pay it forward. Ah well, plenty more for tonight, or for Emm if she wants to come to Rio and get them.
People watched me make them. Limes, simple-syrup, and booze. Real simple. I think these folks were just tired.
Old blonde haired Portugeusan woman just hooked me up with some fancy Casecha from some farm, but some oother folks tried my Caipirinhas and the German girl complimented them. I am finally a winner. A drunk-at-6pm winner!