In case a snake ever comes in the office
If you want to know the truth, I never sit down at this desk to write a sentence without a bottle of whiskey within my reach.
It’s always just behind the computer, between a Roget’s Thesaurus and an American Heritage Dictionary. Can you see it? A pint of Wellington straight whiskey, 100 proof, bottled in bond in Louisville, Kentucky. If a snake ever slithers out from under the bookcase and bites me on the shin, I can grab that bottle and start treatment immediately.
What a headline…
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Makes me wish I partook in the anti-snake cynicism Leon apparently does… but 100 proof sounds painful!