Today’s Reason To Drink

If I click my heels hard enough, can I be transported to a beach somewhere? Or maybe the Guinness Factory in Ireland? Or to a barstool at the Tropical Isle in New Orleans? Or at my friend Teneia’s house in Phoenix? Or to a seat at the Celine Dion show in Vegas (if she still plays there)? Or a shady spot underneath the Eiffel Tower? Or at a table eating spaghetti and drinking wine at a restaurant in Italy? Or to the Lexington Club in San Francisco? Or to a pub crawl in Key West? Or to a pub in London? Or on a boat, mutha fucka!?

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