Please don't let it be Mr. Collins.
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Sit up straight, dear.
It's a good thing.
If we can't stay at the Dragonfly, these will have to do.
Wasted in a winter wonderland...
Our bodies are ready.
Time to enjoy the spirit(s) of the season.
*Mixes them all together*
We came, we saw, we conquered. Well, kinda. With the help of Nair, at least we looked good doing it.
We'll fill(y) you in.
Your medium is whiskey and regret.
Let's skip the Valen-wine and go straight for the real thing.
Journalist, historian, gourmand, Yale expellee, and the patron saint of snobbery: Lucius Beebe.
Because a drunk friend can go too far.