Frothy the Snowman, he loved to drink his beer, he even got behind the wheel and hit an eight point deer!
Down in the village, with a bottle in his hand, he drank and played, all night and day, until he won a grand!
There must’ve been some magic in that frothy ale he drank, he when he had a dozen and one, he cussed out Uncle Frank!
Oh, Frothy the Snowman, he knew his time was up, so he paid his tab, slapped and ass, then melted into his cup!
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Benson the Barkeep stood behind the bar. Every time the door to his establishment opened, he felt himself cringe. It was only a matter of time until Frothy came back. His arm was still in a sling but he was starting to be able to use it more.
He heard the door open. But the frown was quickly replaced on his face when he saw that it was indeed Misty The Snowstripper coming through the door and her sister Gabby.
“Evening Ladies,” Benson said with trepidation in his voice.
“You don’t have to worry, Benson. Frothy isn’t here,” Misty responded quickly.
“He’s back home, passed out in a bed like the loser that he is,” chimed Gabby. The two of them couldn’t have been any different. Misty was a beautiful Snow woman. She was thin with a great body. Gabby was the complete opposite of her sister. Word around town was she was adopted, which is why she looked nothing like her sister.
“Good. Good. I don’t want any more trouble around here. I have seen the damage your husband can do,” Benson said. “What can I get you?”
Before they could answer, the door swung open again. Blitzed Reindeer came in. His brown fur was all messed up. He burped loudly as he made his way to the bar. He stumbled over his own four feet.
“Looking good Misty,” Blitzed said with a wink. “As always, I might add.” His breath stunk of Reindeer Games Gabby smiled at Blitzed as he walked by.
“Hi Blitzed!” She said all excited. Blitzed just walked right past her without saying a word to her.
“I just got back from the hospital. Randolph will be okay, no thanks to your husband.” Blitzed announced. Instantly Misty dropped her head in shame. “I wish I could say the same about Elmer though.”
Benson grabbed a glass of water. He raised it high in the air. “To Elmer!”
In unison all the patrons of the bar raised their glasses to the sky “To Elmer!”
One of the other patrons of the bar Jake Frost walked over from his seat over to Misty.
“Hi Misty. If you don’t mind me saying, you’re looking so hot that you’re making my snow melt,” he winked at her.
“Hi Jake,” Misty responded with a smile.
“Easy Jake. She’s a married woman,” Gabby complained. “I however am completely single.”
“I know, Gabby. Besides, she could do so much better than that snowman,” Jake Frost responded quickly. “Do you want to go back to my place and talk?”
Misty looked at Gabby and then back to Jake. “Sure, let’s go.” Everyone’s jaw dropped to the floor, including Gabby’s as they watched Jake Frost and Misty The SnowStripper walk out the door.