A final Christmas
''glücklicherweise ist es glenfarcles, hat es weihnachts whisky bedacht'' \*luckily it's glenfarcles, it's considered christmas whisky\* ''weihnachts whiskey?'' \*christmas whisky?
Family Business
I blush as she lets go of my muzzle, i quickly down the other mini whiskey. "you're welcome dear~" she smiles and hugs me. i blush and gently hug her back, my paws slowly sliding down her back.
Futzler Files #3: Whiskey Business
whiskey. before i had my first taste in the sunset years of college, i'd never really seen myself as someone who would enjoy alcohol. cheap beer was too bitter, microbrews too kitschy, wine too expensive, and vodka too strong.
Duty Chapter 25: A Needed Calm
He pulled out a bottle of whiskey and placed it on the desk and then took out two shot glasses which he placed next to the bottle.
The Back Room 3: Fang Lightwind
He chortled, "i have built up an incredible tolerance to whiskey. it's not that i'm not drunk, i just don't show it on the outside. now come along with me my friend.
The Diary of Balto Mercer Ch.1 Part 2
I slumped to the ground, and pulled a whiskey out of my pocket. "one more." i popped it open, and guzzled it down. it buzzed my insides. i sighed, and walked back to my house.
Silent Night
"whiskey, sir?" the young tommy asked his eyes wide with awe. "whiskey, boy? this isn't whiskey, this is macphail's malt whiskey, single malt, aged in oak casks for twenty years."
Cowboy's Dawn
He also followed suit but decided to take the bottle of whiskey with him as well. as he peered to the front of the saloon, he could only make out a tall lion, wearing a black trench coat.
2 - Enter the dragon
Tyler took another sip of his whiskey, staring at the drawing, picturing again the little kit. 'does my butt really took like that?' she snorted, holding back her laughter. 'oh yeah, honey.
What Was Broken [1]
Slowly he turned the whiskey glass upside down and set it on the railing. "i don't want to lose her, oda. i don't."
[Draft] Mundane
Jessica returned hastily, a small glass of whisky in her grasp. she set it down and slid it over to me. i watched the glass glide over the marble table, whiskey sloshing around inside. i thank her and she tells me to holler if i need anything else.
Chapter Four
Janus kept his eyes lock on remmy as he moved over to the other sofa and sat down carefully, pouring himself a glass of the whiskey and nodding.