Friday Drink Update- Bacardi Cocktail
EyelinerRobot-What are you drinking!?
Tommy- (Taking a dainty sip through a twisty straw) Its a Pina Colada!
ER- (Slaps Tommy across the face) You disrespect me and you disrespect this bar with that fruity tropical eyesore!
Tommy- But… (lower lip trembling) its all I ever order! I’m ascared of big boy drinks… (a tear rolls down his cheek).
ER- (Grabs the pina colada glass and breaks it over Tommys head) You’re scared of pina coladas now, aren’t you booger!
Tommy- Waah! My blood tastes like pinesnapples!
ER- Lemme make you a real drink.
Tommy- Sniff, mmkoy…
Continued After The Break… The Bacardi Cocktail
ER- (Grabs a bottle of white rum and lime juice) By the way there Tommy, this is a great tasting simple cocktail that would be perfect for those parties you are always throwing at that loft Daddy bought for you! Only a couple kinds of booze to pick up and easy to make!
Tommy- You ruined my hair… sniff.
ER- (Pours two measures white rum and one measure lime juice into a cocktail shaker with ice.)
ER- (Shaking) If you don’t have shakers you can use a cleaned out jelly jar too! Works like a charm.
Tommy- Your mom cleans out jelly jars.
ER- (Strains the well shaken drink into a cocktail glass.) Rum FTW!
Tommy- (Sip) This is De-Lish! But it’s so bland and colorless! It doesn’t even counterpoint anything in my outfit!
ER- But I’m not done yet! (Removes a flask of grenadine from his inside coat pocket and pours a quarter measure into the glass)
Tommy- Mmm! It tastes even better now! And so pretty! It even matches the blood pouring out of my head wound!
ER- Dag! I almost forgot! (Produces a lime wedge from behind his ear and floats it on top of the drink.) Tah dah!
Tommy- I feel so cool now! How ever can I repay you?
ER- Smashing that Pina Colada over your head was payment enough Tom-tom! (Takes a pull from the grenadine flask) Now if you’ll excuse me, theres too many people between me and the door, so I’m… gonna… hafta… juuuump!
(Leaps out window)
AAAAaaaaaaaaaah!
Tommy- Uhm, we’re on the first floor.
ER- I know, I landed in dog shit. They can put a man on the moon but they can’t make a dog that doesn’t shit.
Tommy- “…”
ER- So… I’ll see you at Dark Wave Disco then?
