Shaken, Not Stirred
Snowmen at Happy Hour
The snowman at the bar, the patio table and the tiki hut, raising a glass he really should not be holding. A martini he fell into, a wine he describes with too many words, a keg that finally opened and a cocktail shaker he takes very seriously.
The bartender stopped offering him ice a while ago, and neither of them brings it up. Made for the friend who always says just one more ~ and means it every time.
