Such was Steve's dire pronouncement this morning, waking up with a hangover of such proportions that it precluded our planned trip to Whistler, which we've postponed for a few days until he's at least speaking English again! We were at a neighbourhood soiree yesterday and wouldn't you know it, that interesting craft-beer turned out to be a whopping 9% alcohol! The girls and I raided his wallet and ended up going to the mainland to do some Christmas shopping today; and we treated ourselves to a fabulous sushi lunch in Horseshoe Bay while his imperial majesty slept it off.
Domo origato, comradski Blotto!
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9%?? Jonathan says it's like drinking wine in a beer bottle. Hope Comrade Blotski is felling better!! Merry Christmas to all xo
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