It’s funny how a nickname can commence.
The Captain.
I’m sure my parent’s hearts burst with pride knowing that I’ve obtained a substitute moniker that refers to my favorite rum, Captain Morgan.
The spicy love of my life – other than Ted, of course.
I’m not sure the exact moment I fell head over heels for Captain but when the mix of this piquant rum and Diet Coke crossed my lips for the first time, the love of a Skinny Pirate was born and I’ve had one in hand almost ever since.
Documenting my liquid affection.
You see, Skinny Pirates are just the perfect accompaniment to any life situation…
Sneaky sneak time movie fun.
Keeping me cool in the sun.
Cheering me through Iowa Hawkeyes game days like it’s my religion.
Creating Griswold family style traditions.
Quenching my thirst after work outs.
Putting the ho in my down at country shows.
Following me from fancy places…
…. to low class spaces.
Even when I try to cheat, Captain just can’t be beat.
Easily swallowed through a sippy cup.
Skinny Pirates also help loosen the holidays up.
No hands needed to drink this libation.
And my Captain keeps me sparkling on every occassion.
There when I celebrate small life successes.
An inspiration for making Mani Mondays a bit excessive.
Always keeping me company at the bar.
So what if my main squeeze comes from a glass jar?
As you can see, my favorite libation is never far from my reach and Captain is suitable in addressing me.
In fashion with Captain.
As my favorite pirate says, “To live, love and loot!”
You’d better cheers with me or this Captain will give you the boot.
CBXB
Cowboys and Crossbones 