They're a dark people with a gift for suffering way past their deserving. It's said that without whiskey to soak and soften the world, they'd kill themselves. (Irish) — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“Rough night?" Zay asked. "Oh, no. Glorious, thanks. Mum had me cross-checking data on solid Veiled all damn night.Fuckin' A, there better be a shot of whiskey at the end of this damn morning." "Nola said she'd have fresh coffee,"… — Devon Monk Copy Share Image
