Chronicles of a Crackhead Lady: Bitters
- Jan 10, 2019
- 1 min read

NORTH LAS VEGAS, NV - Around 3:20 this morning I heard a knock on my room door. Got up to open it, no one there. Now I can’t go back to sleep.
Later in the morning around 5:30, Ashley came by. She saw my bottle of rum sitting on the counter and ask me do I want her to make me some bitters. I asked what you know about bitters. She said, I told you my husband is Belizean. Lol. I really think she’s Belizean.































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