Have I mentioned to y'all how much I like Vodka (and, yes, it deserves a capital V)??
I like my martinis dirty and there ain't nothin' wrong with that! Shoot, my good friend Sadie even wrote a little song about how much she loves Vodka. It goes like this:
"I love you, Vodka.
Oh yes, I do.
I love you, Vodka.
And I'll be true.
When you're not with me, I'm blue.
Oh, Vodka, I love you!"
Me and her sing that song together. A lot. Cause she's had her share of Whackadoodle trouble, too. That's how I know I'm not the only one out there. So, we get together and have a couple of martinis and talk about the Whackadoodles, and suddenly everything seems tolerable. Funny, even. More better than a batch of biscuits! Y'all know what I'm sayin', right?
Now, I'm not advocatin' alcoholism, or any other ism for that matter. Everything in moderation, right? Oh, if only I could teach that to Whackadoodles. Sadly, you can lead a Whackadoodle to knowledge, but you can't make him THINK! The good Lord knows I have tried.
But a little Vodka now and then keeps me from going Trailer Park Tanya on some Whackadoodle's *ss. Keeps me outta jail and the like. And helps me see the humor in all this so I can share it with y'all.
Now, I promise y'all another video post real soon. I am simply dyin' to talk to y'all again! Been trying to recover from Valentine's Day and I will certainly tell y'all that story next time. Right now, it's martini time at Wanda's house! Cheers and...