I’m sure the title sucks you in like a vortex. Flirting with sexual inuendos where you find yourself in a gutter. Metaphorically of course, unless you’re secretly a turtle mastering martial arts.
Or maybe, just maybe the title leads you towards a junkie path; he started the drug and never looked back. But neither of these guesses are close to being true. Just wait... This guy was really into me and I was up for the adventure. We texted constantly and talked on the phone as frequently as a couple in the honeymoon stage. Our second date, we went to this downtown area where we grabbed burgers and explored the city life. One of the shops we ventured into offered us chocolate samples. After both of us partook, I asked what was in it. When the sales clerk said whiskey, his eyes were almost the size of a Jack Daniel's bottle. He nervously grabbed my hand and we left the shop. He said we had to go somewhere to get water. Dumbfounded, I said why? Kicking a rock with his shoe, he muttered, "because I have breathalyzer on my steering wheel." I still don't understand how I kept composure. I had a glass of water with him, let him walk me to my car, and sorry to say that I ghosted him. I ghosted him hard. #regrets Since I was already a jerk let's not stop here... So this post I decided to make Oreo whiskey balls. Crush a bag of Oreos like you did his dreams with a food processor or a hammer whichever seems more suiting at the time. Melt 3/4 a block of cream cheese 30 seconds in the microwave. Add 1/4 a cup of Jack and a 1/2 a cup of powdered sugar. You might need more sugar depending on your alcohol tolerance and the ability to roll it. If it's too sticky, add 1/2 a cup more powdered sugar. Roll out like you did with the guy on his second DUI charge.
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