Jacknipple Cruise
Dumping Jack Daniels on your love’s chest and making boat sounds in the wet spots. Belly buttons are the perfect harbor.
I dumped Jack on my girlfriend’s chest and yelled, 'I’m the pirate king!' while she tried to mop it up with her shirt.
At the party, my date poured Jack on my chest and said, 'You’re the ocean, and I’m the boat.' I was too drunk to argue.
My friend poured Jack on my chest and tried to sail a fork through my belly button like it was the Atlantic.