elshalarossa: elshalarossa: Here’s to cheap beer and watered down whiskey. Here’s to raucous sing-al
elshalarossa: elshalarossa: Here’s to cheap beer and watered down whiskey. Here’s to raucous sing-alongs to Dolly Parton and Johnny Cash. Here’s to a night with no stockings or corsets or suits and ties. Here’s to chosen family, and laughter, and clumsy kisses as we crawl from lap to lap sharing declarations of love, vows of friendship, and plans for upcoming revels during the holiday season. Here’s to the inevitably doomed tower of beer cans, and Belgian fries at midnight. Tonight we discard our sweaters and unbutton our shirts, warmed by beer and whiskey and laughter and kisses from friends and smiles from strangers. We stay up too late and talk each other into three or four extra “last rounds,” and if we all go on to our families the next day just a little bit bleary-eyed after a breakfast of Advil and coffee, that’s okay, because we go smiling and laughing. Tomorrow is for family, but tonight is for us. Happy Docsgiving, my loves. The happiest night of the year! Tonight! -- source link