Martini ++

I spotted a torch and a flashing light on the hillside tonight as I was shutting up the chooks. I correctly surmised that the flashing light was Doris' collar and called Stuart down for a swift drachm. He came, and 3 martinis, 2 whiskys and a Waldhonig Schnapps later, I found myself slightly the worse for wear awaiting theu dawn, and the all day breakfast. Easy over, dude, that's all I ask.