Pink Charity Bra

Went for drinks after work to celebrate the birthday of one of my toiling minions. The bar was dangerously cheap. The birthday girl runs a charity website and at one point auctioned off her bra to help the people. My landlord, Irish John, bought it for ten quid and wore it over top of his shirt for most of the night. It was not a night to be proud of. I think John's key error was choosing quadruple vodkas with cranberry juice as his drink of choice. I myself had one of these and then went to great lengths to avoid them for the rest of the night. They're tasty and simple, but just a wee bit strong for my delicate constitution.