A shout-out to my favorite barkeep, or how I long for Michelle's rich, creamy goodness.

I wanna to shout out to ,my bartender, and therefore by default, my dear, dear friend. This is Michelle.

Michelle is the object of my desire, in addition to many of my uncountable obsessions.

I just love everything about Michelle. Everything she lets me see, anyway. And she is so the best. At everything, I assume.

So, cheers to you, Michelle. You are of a singular beauty and you take my breath away. Usually because you're feeding me Crown Royal while I'm trying to breathe.

I ask you... is that not the face of an angel? Yes. Yes, it is.

And her face aint bad either.