I skipped the "x-rated" drinks, which, frankly, are more PBS than Skinamax, and went straight to the flaming volcano stocked with rum -- and that was the first time and likely, the last, that I'll order the erupting tropical cocktail. Done and done.
Can you guess where I'm drinking?
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