I miss my Big so much. TSM.

Only drinking a Budweiser because the can is Red, White, and Blue. TSM.

Passing everyone on the road just so they can see the letters on the back of my car. TSM.

My mom knows when I’m hammered. TSM.

I never thought of myself as a whiskey girl. But if the Crown fits… TSM.

Skipping a meal so that way my calorie counter will allow room for 7 shots of Jack Daniel’s. TSM.