Bamatick

Ah, mom.  She really was drinking Greyhounds (Vodka and Grapefruit juice) at nine in the morning.  She really did say it was five o’clock somewhere.  I don’t know what else she was doing at the time.  She might have been writing her romance novels, or her opus magnus.  Maybe she was just smoking a Virginia Slim and getting plastered.  Hard to say.