A few minutes ago as I was checking to see if .45 added anymore twisted entries, when I hear a knock at my door. It was my neighbor. She had a small tea cup in her hand and I thought for a moment that she brought me something warm to help the old hangover.
Her: My sister wanted to know if you have any Tequila.
Me: *Sideways head* I don’t have any left, I have Vodka though.
Her: She has Vodka but she wants something she can take a shot of.
Me: I have Jager.
Her: *happy face*
Should I feel ashamed for being the guy who neighbors goto in order to get shots? Good, I’m not. I think I will embrace my new title with pride.
Me: *pouring double shot of Jager into tea cup* Fresh out of the freezer! There you go!
Her: That looks so good that I want to do it.
Me: *start pouring Jager into the tea cup until its full* That should take care of you both!
Her: By the way my sister thinks you’re beautiful, don’t tell her I told you though ok?
Being called beautiful is a loss of man points, and the sister is like 40. I take a look at the Jager bottle and realize there isn’t enough left to follow through with what just went through my head.
Me: It will be our little secret, have a good night!