This is what I used to bring with me to wherever Dad and I were going to when we were going might not have my gin and tonic.
More than once, Dad commented that my choice container looked like a "sample" bottle from a doctors office. Yuk!
So last week he announced that he had bought me a gift. Something, he said, to drive away the winter blues. He hinted that it would come in a big box...of course this was to throw me off. I had NO idea what he had bought me, though.
But here it is! My very own flask!
5 comments:
You're welcome, comrade.
I want one!
nice!
Perfect!
very nice dad!
Post a Comment