Drink Rum

It's been a while since I'd seen or heard the name, "Cornball Shooter". It was a drink I invented well over a decade ago while at Kevin's parents beach house. In preparing for my upcoming trip to Seattle, Ashley has requested that there be Cornball Shooters consumed and I think that's dandy.

There exists in this world at least one copy (a large copy) of Matt, Ashley, and I in a hot tub full of bubble bath after consuming more than our fair share of said shooters. If I recall, the picture was taking right before we started pouring drinks on each other. Ah the good old days of stupid fun. I miss overflowing hot tubs with bubble bath. If I recall correctly... pouring a couple of ounces (half the bottle) of bubble bath into the jacuzzi jets seemed like a good idea at the time. I think even as it was overflowing it seemed like a good idea at the time. I'm fuzzy on trying to remember who took that photo... probably Cat or Kermit. After the picture was taken, I recall Matt saying something, "Here a$$hole!" and pouring his beer on me. And then Ashley saying something to the effect of "Don't do that to Monty!" and pouring her wine on him. And then I followed with, "Hey no one pour wine on Matt!" and poured my Zima (yeah, shut up) on her.

I then think we all said in unison, "Somebody bring us more drinks!"

That was a very, very good time.

And I'm all a flutter about seeing Matt and Ashley again.

Hey Matt, if you find a hotel with a jacuzzi that we can crash, I'll bring the bubble bath and of course the Cornball shooters.

This is going to be fun.