I
had 12 of the best whiskey bottles in my cellar and was told by my wife to
empty the contents of each and every bottle down the sink or else !!! So I said I would and proceeded with the
unpleasant task
I
withdrew the cork from the first bottle and poured the contents down the sink
with the exception of one glass, which I drank.
I extracted the cork from the second bottle and did likewise with the
exception of one glass, which I drank
I
withdrew the cork from the third bottle and poured the whisky down the sink
which I drank. I pulled the cork from
the fourth bottle down the sink and poured the bottle down the glass which I
drank.
I
pulled the cork from the next and drank one sink out of it, and threw the rest
down the glass. I pulled the sink out of
the next glass and pulled the cork down the bottle.
Then
I corked the sink with the glass, bottled the sink and drank the pour. When I emptied everything, I studied the
house with one hand counted the glasses, corks, bottles, and sinks with the
other which were 29 and as the house came by I counted them again and finally
had all the houses in one battle which I drank.
I'm not under the affluence of
incohol, but some thinkle peep I am. I'm
not half as drank as you might drink. I fool so feelish I don't
know who is me. The
drunker I stand here the longer I get.
