Shaken, Not Stirred
If the world had more bartenders with boobs the size of Leanne Crow’s, there would be more alcoholics but they would be happy alcoholics.
Leanne is about to make a Margarita in the kitchen. Let us follow her cocktail mixing step by step.
Leanne fills a glass with ice. Now for the booze. Leanne pours by eye not by shot glass. That’s quite a dose of tequila. Now she cuts a lime and squeezes the juice into the glass. She’s about to pour that into the blender. It doesn’t work.
“I’m gonna have to mix this myself, baby,” says Leanne. She pours the contents into a shaker set, closes the top and sticks it between her boobs. Then she shakes it up. This is better than a blender. Her nipples must be hard from the cold. Your drink is served.
Now it’s time for Leanne to shed her tube top and dress and rinse her big boobs off under a faucet, then shake, jiggle and bounce them.