There comes a time in the day when no matter what the question…the answer is wine. TSM.

You get sloppy drunk, I stay whiskey neat. TSM.

Dear GDI, while you’re trying to spit your game, learn to swallow my rejection. TSM.

The difference between me and her is I can make him smile with my clothes on. TSM.

I’m not clumsy…the floor hates me, the tables and chairs are bullies, and the wall gets in the way. TSM.