Evening all, the old "alky-hole" cupboard is looking a bit bare unless you count all the bottles of wine, port, brandy, Kahlua, vodka and all those other poofter drinks that always seem to accumulate at the back of a manly man's booze cupboard.
I may have to either ration the remaining bourbon, scotch and rum left in the cupboard tonight, or ring the pizza shop and ask them to stop by the bottle shop on their way over with my family size "Godfather". Decisions, decisions..............