Wednesday, March 25, 2015

March 25: Cocktail

From @ajarncom:
She surveyed the punters around her. A typical Brit-pub happy hour mish-mash of cost-conscious English teachers and stripey shirt-wearing financial advisors. She lifted the cocktail to her lips. It was the first time she'd experienced a long, hard screw on the beach. She dearly hoped it wouldn't be the last.

From @bangkokgirlblog:
At 13 I fell in love with Tom, who played the main character in a film called Cocktail.

From thereon cocktails have taken a starring role in my life.

From sealing friendships, to healing breakups; to fuelling dancing shoes to curing holiday blues.  

Oh cocktails. What a lot I have to thank you for.

From @nikkihammett1:
Travelling to Thailand was filled with happiness and pain. I finally left England but it took the end of my youthful mother’s life, to compel me to make a new life myself. I started out drinking tropical cocktails and life was fabulous. Years later, happy, calling Thailand ‘home,’ I’ve graduated to Sangsom, Soda, Manao.

From @Naamtok:
Running hard now, past tired, two minutes left of twenty. Sweat dripping as she rhythmically hit the treadmill belt. Not even listening to the song that was playing now, despite it being a favourite. Just the thought if it made her smile, She was going to slay them all, in that little black cocktail dress.

From @geoffgthomas:
As our drinks arrived, four new beauties took to the stage. As glasses clinked, a slender hand gripped my thigh before slowly massaging north. Professional fingers were working there magic, but seconds short of a happy ending I reluctantly pushed that hand away. Did this bar's name refer to more than just the drinks? Cocktail.

From @directrun:
Seattle radiated a fresh misty afterglow from a sunny rainbow day. With Pacific Northwest wine flowing freely we probed every nook & cranny of Pikes Place Market. After 6 hours we decanted ourselves to the Edgewater Inn bar. Cocktail hour it was, all agreed, except one piping "I think are tails are cocked enough already!!"

From @FreBKK:
Once again we’re being silenced by the almighty powers that hold our lives in their greedy hands.

Talking about it might be a threat to the safety of our nation, and therefore, a threat to us.

Now we have to be afraid, so let’s be silent and just enjoy our shrimp cocktail.

From konfuzed:
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.  I was in cocktail class at university where we had to make all sorts of cocktails.  There was fine liquor being used – they’re crap unless you use the good stuff, obviously.  The downside? We were only allowed “tasters”, the rest was poured out…  what an absolute waste of great cocktails!

@ShayanBKK:
If you want to make life interesting, make it like a cocktail. Start with a base of excitement, a dash of compassion and a shot of attitude. Just make sure it's shaken not stirred.

@PennyKinned:
There is a coup: an overthrown president, an all-powerful general. She has been instrumental to this – years of backroom meetings, surrounded by weaponry and dark ambition. “I’ve earned this,” she thinks, looking out as crystal waters as the waiter serves her a Cosmopolitan.

Like her, there is more to the cocktail than meets the eye.

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