Ink Pen by Phil Dunlap for January 18, 2019

He must be walking with a slosh!

I think he’s a little darker brown than usual.

I hope he never dicovers my Nuclear Coffee

Black, no sugar, really hot for me. The rest is blah

“Zoom, zoom, zoom…”

Bourbon. Amoretto. Irish Cream.

Since Tyr is always complaining to the rat that he needs more gigs, how did Tyr afford all those overhyped and over-priced drinks?

What? No orange mocha frappuccino?

I like my coffee the same way I like my women, hot, full-bodied, and slightly sweet. No cream.

Naw, his hands aren’t shaking nearly hard enough.