The state of mind of a Cosmopolitan

As a young girl grows up she dreams, (or so I think she does) of becoming a woman. As she sits in a fancy restaurant, she admires the lady sitting next to her. Sipping on the most beautiful drink she has ever seen. It is pink, with a twist of lime in a glass that is nice and tall and quite elegant. She is sipping on a Cosmopolitan. Well, as a woman. I dream of sipping on a Cosmopolitan. They are smooth, elegant, and well, let's just leave it at that. Two is my limit to drive, three is my limit, to take care of myself, and four, is enough to fall on the floor. But, as a lady, I can't fall on the floor. My thongs might show, that would make me trashy. You see, that is what a Cosmopolitan looks like under a microscope. After four of them, I am sure that is what my brain would look like under a microscope. Every lady, elegant or otherwise, should try, just once a Cosmopolitan. You will never regret it.