Facebooked to Delmar, who generously, if foolishly, relinquished the remains of his bottle of Hornitos to my care back last time he graced our sweet isles with his presence.
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DeWilde, sir: Got impatient for your return to us denisons of Ookaooka Bay, so tried out the Horny Toads Tequila, idly wondering what the consequences would be to the olʻ Id after quaffing a new, apres-ski inspired Tiki Toddy concatenation. The recipe: one package genuine freeze-dried Korean ginseng tea dottle, toss into well-superheated water filling approximately 2/3 of yer favorite ceramic mug; mull until well integrated; then, in a coup de grass worthy of Snagglepuss himself, infuse said liquidity with as much Horny Toes as you dare. If you must, garnish with perhaps a cinnamon stick for further mullage.
Before actual imbible, gather personal rational forces for an experience that kix the average pineal gland into another, much buzzier galaxy. Whoooooosh -- downhill swipe, er, swoop. To quote my favorite Xmas ditty, as "Sandy Sleighfoot learned one day, without skis he could ski." Fair warning.
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This drink needs a name. Really. A freegratis, not-too-skritchy copy of Uncle Martyʻs seminal LP classic "Exotica," as well as the self-titled semiseminal 4-song Squidsʻ EP from way back in 1980, sure some day to be a classic in its own right, will be gratefully snailymailed to the hominid who communicates to Perry (moi) the most da-kine moniker, thru any 21st Centry medium -- facebook, this site, whatever. You know, the name that rully rully SEZ the drinky. But you gotta try it first. Perry (yr obdt srvnt) can tell.
Happy hollow days
Perry "Patetic" Coma
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