scrappy lad: Gimme a rob roy! Man: I think you mean a "roy rogers", little guy. scrappy lad: What's the difference? Man: sorta like the difference between you... and him. scrappy lad: I'll take the roy rogers. man: good call....
“And a sandwich for me. Nothing for Trigger. He’s just stuffed.” :)
i think i’ll pass on this one
It must be Scrappy Hour.
A Roy Rogers might still be too strong for the Scrapster; he should stick with a Fred Rogers, and make believe it’s a real cocktail.
I just order a Will Rogers. Whatever the bartender puts in front of me, I like.
When I’m out with a lady, I order her a Ginger Rogers. She’ll end up dancing on the bar, backwards.
So … is that guy not gonna finish his drink?
Hey, my late dad’s favorite cocktail was the Rob Roy! Small world! hic :-)