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*eyes shot glass suspiciously*
You. TripleSec.
I know what you're up to. Just sitting there in my shotglass. Waiting. Looking real innocent. Yeah, you'd like me to think that. I know you would.
I see you there. Biding your time. Oh, you think you'll get the best of me, don't you. Don't you. But you can't fool me.
Oh yes, I'll drink you, little shot. I'll drink you good.
...
Eventually.
Just you wait.
...
I'm on to you.
(Obviously, Lyssie is never going to be a big drinker.)
You. TripleSec.
I know what you're up to. Just sitting there in my shotglass. Waiting. Looking real innocent. Yeah, you'd like me to think that. I know you would.
I see you there. Biding your time. Oh, you think you'll get the best of me, don't you. Don't you. But you can't fool me.
Oh yes, I'll drink you, little shot. I'll drink you good.
...
Eventually.
Just you wait.
...
I'm on to you.
(Obviously, Lyssie is never going to be a big drinker.)
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I've pretty much decided that anything alcoholic that I drink, anything at all, has to be flavored beyond recognition in some way if I am to be able to tolerate it. Also, preferably creamy and chocolate.