When you have to take your clothes off before having a martini, you are either really sloppy, or you enjoy your martinis way, way too much.
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5 comments:
I usually take my clothes off after 3 or more martinis.
Then again, I don't have a snazzy superhero costume to keep clean.
Is it just me, or is this guy wearing a "Tron" helmet?
Wait, so you don't strain the vermouth through a luxurious carpeting of chest hair? 'Cause that's how I make my martinis. (Try this fun garnish: belly button lint!)
no martini no party, I guess.
Tony Stark walks into a bar and asks for a "Martinus".
Don't you mean, "Martini"? inquires the bartender.
Tony snaps back, "Look if I wanted two, I'd order two!"
(Thanks to Wayne & Shuster for that one.
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