PART 2 : It Started When A Woman Walked Into A Bar On A Cruise Ship

As the bartender placed the drink in front of her, she smiled warmly.
“I’m celebrating my 80th birthday today.”

The bartender lit up. “Well, happy birthday! This one’s on the house.”

After finishing her drink, a nearby woman offered to buy her another. Soon after, a gentleman on her other side did the same. Each time, she ordered the exact same thing: Scotch with just two drops of water.

Eventually, curiosity got the better of the bartender.
“Ma’am, if you don’t mind me asking… why only two drops of water?”

She chuckled softly and replied:
“At my age, I can handle my liquor just fine. It’s the water I’m not so sure about.”

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