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I really need a gin and tonic.
My name is Gin, and I kill people.
Z is for Zillah who drank too much gin.
The mob taught me how to play gin rummy.
Gin and drugs, dear lady, gin and drugs.
My grammar be's ebonics, gin tonics, and chronic.
I never thought my cotton gin would change history.
You don't see a lot of difference between the Gin Blossoms and the Byrds.
The glowworm shows the matin to be near And gins to pale his uneffectual fire.
I don't know what reception I'm at, but for God's sake give me a gin and tonic.
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron.
Part of her doing suicide intervention is my caseworker has to mix me another gin and tonic.
'Gunga Gin' is a true Libertines amalgamation, in the proper, old-fashioned sense of the word.
A good heavy book holds you down. It's an anchor that keeps you from getting up and having another gin and tonic.
Neurohumanities offers a way to tap the popular enthusiasm for science and, in part, gin up more funding for humanities.
I was kind of pathetic. That's what got me playing out in the street. I ran out of money and needed more gin for the night.
I've written just about everything for the sake of putting shoes on the children's feet - and a bottle of gin in the cupboard.
It's frightening to admit but if I lay off the lin it'a amazing how my love handles deplete. But is life without gin worth living?
The proper union of gin and vermouth is a great and sudden glory; it is one of the happiest marriages on earth, and one of the shortest lived.
President Trump not only lies with astonishing temerity and abandon, but those lies connect into equally false narratives that gin up the worst fears and prejudices of his base.
TV producers want ratings and are willing to do nearly anything to get them. They gin up artificial conflicts and create an urgency for even the most minor of economic data points.
I remember playing in Union City, and we had crap games after we finished playing at night. We would go next door to the cab stand where they were playing gin rummy and betting $1,000 a hand.
I think it's really cool, but Jimmy Eat World and Gin Blossoms did it better than anyone. People don't realize just how awesome the Arizona history is, especially for alternative music. Growing up, that's all I ever wanted to be was those two bands.
The idea of elegance and aristocratic indulgence of an ocean cruise was born out of the image of the rich men and women who ruled the British Empire slowly sailing to India and the Far East while sipping gin and tonic on deck - served by men in white jackets.
Most cocktails containing liquor are made today with gin and ingenuity. In brief, take an ample supply of the former and use your imagination. For the benefit of a minority, it is courteous to serve chilled fruit juice in addition to cocktails made with liquor.
I was in a band in Auckland, and I remember they all hated me. They had a big intervention. They said, basically, 'Gin, we think you suck.' I was miserable. I cried and cried. But looking back, that taught me about social skills and how to communicate with musicians.
From the coffee bars of Camden to the gin joints of Norfolk - across Britain, a revolution is brewing. And no, it's not John McDonnell's bitter socialist hooch. It's a generation growing up with an entirely different view of the world - free thinking, optimistic and hungry for success.
My mom is awesome. She's really young. My mom is 40, and she raised me listening to Nirvana and Courtney Love and Coldplay, Gin Blossoms, The Cranberries, and stuff. Like, my early, early memories are of being a little kid running around in floral skirts and Doc Martens when I was, like, three.
I should just put it bluntly, because we're all sort of friends here now - it's exceedingly likely that my greatest success is behind me. Oh, so Jesus, what a thought! You know that's the kind of thought that could lead a person to start drinking gin at nine o'clock in the morning, and I don't want to go there.
No generation has escaped it - one morning, your skill with the eight-track or the record player or the cotton gin suddenly ceases to impress. It's just one of those inevitable disappointments that come with growing up, like the realization that Santa doesn't exist or the way that music always takes a turn for the worse after you turn 30.
