Skinny Pirates

They call me Captain.

CBXB as Captain.

My cocktail of choice (but certainly not the only one to cross these lips of mine) is Captain Morgan and Diet Coke, aka “Skinny Pirate.” I can often be found guzzling SPs on a Friday night at one of my favorite Nashville establishments, Dalt’s Grill (my personal Cheers) and I love the rum so much, most of my friends call me Captain.

My bartender's version of my refill.

My fave bartender’s version of my refill.

Skinny Pirates were named long ago in my family (and ages before the recent besiege of ‘skinny’ cocktails – we could have been millionaires – fuck!), and this spicy spirit has been by my side like a true Captain steering a ship.  I can always count on its comforts, whether I’m coving out in the Lake of the Ozarks, tailgating at a Tennessee Titans game or simply wallowing in my sparkly life.

What I’m trying to convey is my love for this rum.  And before you start sending me contact information on certain meetings, I will remind you that the liver is a self-regenerating organ and I could never abandon my Skinny Pirates after all they’ve done for me.

Captain Morgan lights up my life. Don’t judge.

Buy Me a Drink

While I’m very busy building my blogging empire, I like to drink Skinny Pirates and boxed wine. Wanna contribute to my debauchery? We can have a virtual happy hour together. No. I have no shame.

$5.00

Cheers!

CBXB

CBXB!

 

89 thoughts on “Skinny Pirates

  1. […] Saturdays in Nashville call for pool parties. Since I don’t do beer and sipping on Skinny Pirates all day can make for an early evening, I’ve discovered spiked seltzer water. It’s the […]

  2. […] plowed forward. Although, everything had less meaning, was less fun, was just not right. I went to my fave watering hole Dalts, invited girlfriends over, tried to read books but couldn’t remember the page I just read, […]

  3. […] were all Skinny Pirated up and ready for the 5:30 kick-off. Some of our crowd were more excited than […]

  4. […] hoping your FriYAYs are more fun than mine. Throw back an extra Skinny Pirate for me, pretty […]

  5. […] been able to make me love me since being raped. The lyrics hit me faster than I can down a Skinny Pirate. And my thoughts followed the […]

  6. […] in some gal time with an at-home impromptu cocktail party (where a handle of Captain was drained by Skinny Pirate consumption) and the sprinkles on top of the weekend were the bottomless mimosas I was treated to […]

  7. […] OR maybe I will just quit my day job, go down to Broadway Street in Nashville in my new threads and pretend I got left at the altar for sympathy and free Skinny Pirates. […]

  8. […] I was sipping on Skinny Pirates, awaiting Mama CBXB’s arrival to Nashville, my Iowa twins were enjoying the simple treats in […]

  9. […] find compliments of a fellow Captain – @sgrstk – and if you don’t follow him or have never read his books, go do so […]

  10. […] included if you want to be true super fans. And if that’s too hard, I will let you buy me a Skinny Pirate next time we run into each other and I quiz […]

  11. […] spot-on gifts I have ever received, compliments of Elvis’s mom, Whit (who also gifted me my fabulous Captain Morgan lamp).  I am always commenting on the ampleness of my derriere (and how I try to detract some attention […]

  12. […] Sunday morning I hiked calories away, so I could justify lunch at my personal Cheers (favorite menu item is a Skinny Pirate). […]

  13. […] you’re driving by and want to stop, lay down and take a nap.  Hell, I might even bring out a Skinny Pirate for […]

  14. […] (and if I lived there, it’d be where you’d find me each and every evening with my Skinny Pirate in […]

  15. […] I promptly turned into a Captain Morgan model with no makeup and a shoddy ponytail, while continuously sipping (gulping – I was on vacation don’t judge!) my Skinny Pirates. […]

  16. […] I once tried to pet a raccoon after seeing it in the garbage can after after an evening with Skinny Pirates. I thought it was a […]

  17. […] to my neighbor’s impending baby), not only do I tend to hydrate my liver over and over with Skinny Pirates, I like to look back at family photos of fun times.  While flipping through albums, I was reminded […]

  18. […] went out. Liquor bottles, a carton of cat litter, shot glasses, serving trays, toothpicks, vases, my beloved Skinny Pirate light, a fan, end tables, bag of cat food, tubs of picture frames, stacks of DVDs and mounds of throw […]

  19. […] wanted to sip on a Skinny Pirate as I was organizing my precious possessions (wine, champagne, liquor, cordials, moonshine) but […]

  20. […] wife were thankfully in town Friday and Dada CBXB and myself went to meet them for a much-needed Skinny Pirate(s) after the longest fucking week. While I do pride myself in being current, I couldn’t help […]

  21. […] to guzzle sip during weeknights that didn’t have caffeine and save overindulging of my Skinny Pirates for […]

  22. […] highlights…I, most likely along with every other customer, received a VIP card to my beloved Dalts. Which, in my opinion, I should have received 100 years […]

  23. […] it was Friday, I thought fuck it, I will just wash it tomorrow and had some Skinny Pirates with what was now basically my Siamese […]

  24. […] world, Jack Sparrow would be elected to the Tennessee Senate or as Governor and there would be Skinny Pirate parties every […]

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