Jun 30, 2011
It was a hot night. Of all the gin joints in all the world, she had to walk into mine. Plus, I was out of gin, so we did Champagne. The bubbles made me think of France. Then I remembered, we’re in France.

It was a hot night. Of all the gin joints in all the world, she had to walk into mine. Plus, I was out of gin, so we did Champagne. The bubbles made me think of France. Then I remembered, we’re in France.

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