LOL
I might have tossed my cookie once or twice, when I was in my twenties, at Carry Nations in Los Gatos, California...
We use to start at a bar called the “Black Watch”, a Scottish bar that offers an old standard that goes back decades called the “Kamikaze”.
After a few of those and stopping at other bars on the way to Carry Nations, you are going to need a seeing eye dog to get home...
I didn’t know there was a saloon named after her. The old hag would not have liked that.
I was strolling around the cemetery in the dark looking for ghosts. Did not locate any.