Sunday, January 1, 2017

1014. The civilized sound of ice

By twist of luck, the luxury liner ran aground on an iceberg around the size of Pittsburgh.
I call it luck because there was sufficient ice for the Negronis - at least.
In another way, you might think it unlucky since they died, down to the last person.
That's how they were found - dead down to the last person - pickled in semi-sweet vermouth.