I drank her essence, and it’s like she never existed and now I’m thirsty again. Let this be a lesson in love.

I drank so much booze I was bamboozled. Alcohol makes my mind as discombobulated as love makes my heart. I’d sure appreciate it if you poured me a large glass of romance.

He had a skull and crossbones label on him, but I drank his poison nevertheless and loved it; now I needed an antidote.