If you were a mixed drink ..... ?!
Question: what would you be called ...?
And what would be in it ??
And how many Twinkies would you be able to stuff down your pants?
Answers: what would you be called ...?
And what would be in it ??
And how many Twinkies would you be able to stuff down your pants?
I would be "The Morning After"
Equal parts Regret, Odd Satisfaction, and Doctor's appointment
Also, I shove Ho Ho's down my pants, thank you so much
You can call me Sex on the Beach. I don't have any room for twinkies down my pants baby! LOL
Red Horizon
Raspberry Rum, Raspberry Ginger Ale & Hawian Punch <3
Lots of twinkies <3
hard candy martini . it would be pink, a dash of pink champagne.. watermelon pucker, with a double shot of vodka
as far as Twinkies, I don't go near them, they are radioactive
I be a margarita......called .. Margie?..of margaritiville...Yea that's it....Margie of Margaritiville!
Tequila!!
I don't do twinkies.
Edit: just King Dons.....You know ...from Hostess!!?!
it would be called *cheap date*
all you need is a bottle of MD20/20, and a paper bag.
use your imagination as to where the bag goes.
did i not tell you my twinkie story?? ohh, i need a lil debbie now, i get so peeved when i see that word!
Burning Sugar-cause I am hot like burning but sweet like cotton candy.
It would have tabasco sauce, peppermint schnapps and muttled pear. I would be lit on fire and drank as a shot.
If I was in a twinkie stuffing contest I would have to wear my pajama pants in which I could fit 15. But I prefer just one at a time.
mixed drink... I'd be a Kaluah mudslide (extra shot) with a couple of cherries
Kaluah rum, I think they put milk, more rum, cherries
?? I already have my own teinkie doen there, it even gets bigger when women put it in their mouth so I dont wanna put any twinkies in my pants
A Tall, Stiff One. Orange juice, vodka and Viagra.
Psychedelic Tea.... made with 7-Up, rainbow sherbet, and just a splash of lysergic acid diethylamide as a preservative.
Be sure you don't have any pressing engagements the following day.
And how many Twinkies would I be able to stuff down my pants after imbibing this concoction? Well, I wouldn't have the exact count until the next day. After finally regaining consciousness and rolling my eyes around the room, I suppose I would take one look at my jeans lying there with all those Twinkies stuffed inside, from the waist on down both pant legs. I'd be scratchin' my head and askin' myself. "Why the heck did I do that?" Then it would all come back......I was working on my Twinkie stairway to Heaven.
I would expect there to be one less Twinkie down the left side pant leg....... here's the count ~~ 42.
Well - I already know that I can stuff two boxes of Twinkies down my pants.
If I were a mixed drink I'd be a shot called "Screaming Scurvy" It's be orange juice, gin and creme de casis.
Shiiiiiiver