The Lonely Drinker

About me

When a Sunday morning means a Bloody Mary better be served before even the thought of eggs and bacon and when dinner can be considered a heavy stout, it's the Lonely Drinker you can call to tell you it's all right. It truly is 5 o'clock somewhere. Just enjoy that margarita and beware the worm at the bottom of the bottle.

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