What do you do when you have a long day topped off by a toddler who is acting like his chocolate milk is made of uppers? You make a cocktail. On a Thursday night. When your husband is watching UFC.
By the way, what is UP with UFC? They all hug each other after BEATING THE EVER LOVING CRAP OUT OF EACH OTHER. It’s like, “I know I just made your EYE BLEED, but man, let’s hug it out.” Weirdos.
Back to the ah ah ah ah ah alcohol.
Gues guess who has but 100 calories?
The Creamy Dreamy
- 1 oz Pinnacle whipped cream vodka
- 2 oz OJ
- 1 oz seltzer
- orange wheel.
You’re welcome, drunkards.