You were driving, could have camped here, I had real bourbon.
How could I be finding out about the free bourbon now, when I'm about to cross the border. Now I have to do a "U" turn and start heading back north
I was wearing a Wild Turkey T-shirt, Bulleit Bourbon hat, Cougar chaps, George Dickle belt buckle. My car is plastered with "Jack Lives Here" decals, we call the Expanda "Ken Tucky". I asked to put our 37 empty Jack Daniels bottles in your bin, and you were riding the Cruskets Jim Beam skateboard around the backyard.
You could be forgiven for not knowing I might have liked a weeeee dram.