My Gentleman Friend never drank his bourbon. We went for a drive when he got to my place, and he was so tired he fell asleep immediately when we got back.
We had an argument the next morning, and at some point I yelled “I made ice for you!” at him. Not a big surprise.
Then yesterday afternoon I bought a few fancy ice sphere molds at Target. One of them …
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