So I’m Holding a Glass

Posted on February 1, 2010 by kenwheaton in Uncategorized

I’m holding a high-ball glass. Ice. Some Rebel Yell. Sitting by my computer. Pick the glass up. The glass breaks. The base of the glass separates from the rest of the glass. Clean break. Bourbon and ice everywhere.

I blame poltergeists. Prohibitionist poltergeists.

2 thoughts on “So I’m Holding a Glass”

LBinTX says:

February 10, 2010 at 7:35 pm

The same thing happened to a date of mine at a 4th of July BBQ but she had Watermelon Margarita in her glass and white pants on . They were quickly turned pink!
stephanie says:

February 19, 2010 at 11:51 am

ha ha ha!! prohibitionist poltergeists seems the only logical explanation. 🙂

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