When I went to Jamaica to attend the Jazz Festival, (Plans fell thru. Never got a chance to get my Jazz on) I shared my vacation home with a few local friends. My friend, Sandy, and I met via Twitter. Jamaica was our first time meeting IRL!
I absolutely looove social media.
Anyways, I was chilling on the beach with Sandy and her family. Her husband asked if I would like a drink from the near by beach cafe. I obliged. He returned with a bottle of Magnum wine.
I did a DOUBLE TAKE! I immediately asked if drinking the beverage will cause me to act out and get horny. They laughed and assured me that was not going to happen. I had to make sure because the last thing I want to do is be on the island of love, jonezing for some male attention. That single life struggle is real, y’all!
Anyhoo … one sip of the wine and I was done. The ish tasted like cherry cough syrup! No lie. I questioned if there any alcohol in it. “Supposedly” it was. I couldn’t hang after a few more sips.
Next time I’m back in Jamaica, I’ll just stick with the rum punch. Brata! Brata!