Your father didn't spend nine months carrying you around, dealing with morning sickness, or piling on pounds. He did however put up with your Socratic barrage of questions, repeated requests for spending cash, and other general annoyances. Also, he either passed on important tips about shaving with (or against?) the grain or dealt with a succession of your adolescent, would-be suitors. For all that and more, you owe him something special come June 21st. Sure, shopping can be a pain but worry not, we've done most of the work for you. Welcome to the Martiniboys.com Father's Day Guide.
The most summery of fruits meets the most summery of onomatopoeia. Now find a patio. |
There's only one rule: do not say "feeling peachy," else Peaches will beat your drunken ass. |
You're still wary after the foggy Mr. Clean debacle but this one won't end with a stomach pump. |
You know you're curious; don't let the "tini-" suffix dissuade you from cocktail revelry. |
Sometimes a martini is just a martini. But sometimes sake is added to the mix and everything changes. One sip and you'll never go sake-less again. |
This martini is mad. Mad and silly....and juicy. Ok, now that I think of it, there is nothing mad or silly about it. Just juicy. |
Sometimes you want watermelon. Sometimes you want vodka. Sometimes you won't both. |
If you're going to by a drink the title might as well rhyme. Otherwise, how are you supposed to know if it is any good? |
She sounds demur but, like Carol Channing, she'll knock you on your ass (take that, fictional Tyson). |
You don't have to be a supervillain to get smashed, though it would help on at least one extra level. |
Never again will you be forced to choose between champagne and a martini. That's too much to ask of any man. |
There's really no sense in messing with perfection. You don't mess with the best. |
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