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There is always a bright side.
I have just remembered this one.
This house has an extraordinarily well-stocked liquor cabinet.
EDIT: Filling the glass with 6 oz of 151 and pouring in just enough coke (oops, you shall not see the mistype on THAT ONE) to turn it all brown and draining it and then realising that you havne't eaten much today is the way to get drunk REALLY FAST.
EDIT TO THE EDIT, YO: Actually, the way to get drunk really fast is to slam a triple shot of Absinthe (obviously improperly prepared, we were banging our chests together and seeing who had the biggest balls (and I totally won, too, which rocked since I was the only one in that pissing contest who had no literal balls)) and then realise you can't breathe.
Seriously.
Try it some time. WIth the 80 proof stuff from Spain. You. Cannot. Breathe. When you slam that shit.
I went from zero to drunk in, literally, five seconds and one hell of a coughing spasm. Or there was the time we found out it seems possible to get slightly tiddly off of the smell of Benromach 20 year old Single Malt. I love Benromach nearly as much as I love Macallen Ten Year Old, and someday, I shall buy a bottle of Macallen 20 year old and have a very expelusive drinking party with, like, mylself and McArcus.
But bloody fucking hell, if it's going to run me 230.00 to buy a bottle of 21 year old Macallen, the LEAAT they could do would be to have a shop that sold it in WASHINGTON WE ARE TOO A REAL STATE FUCKERS.
Know i've seen it here, too but I can't remember where. Fuckers.
EDIT TO THE POWER OF CUBE: Off to get more drunk. BWAHAHAHAHAHA!
I have just remembered this one.
This house has an extraordinarily well-stocked liquor cabinet.
EDIT: Filling the glass with 6 oz of 151 and pouring in just enough coke (oops, you shall not see the mistype on THAT ONE) to turn it all brown and draining it and then realising that you havne't eaten much today is the way to get drunk REALLY FAST.
EDIT TO THE EDIT, YO: Actually, the way to get drunk really fast is to slam a triple shot of Absinthe (obviously improperly prepared, we were banging our chests together and seeing who had the biggest balls (and I totally won, too, which rocked since I was the only one in that pissing contest who had no literal balls)) and then realise you can't breathe.
Seriously.
Try it some time. WIth the 80 proof stuff from Spain. You. Cannot. Breathe. When you slam that shit.
I went from zero to drunk in, literally, five seconds and one hell of a coughing spasm. Or there was the time we found out it seems possible to get slightly tiddly off of the smell of Benromach 20 year old Single Malt. I love Benromach nearly as much as I love Macallen Ten Year Old, and someday, I shall buy a bottle of Macallen 20 year old and have a very expelusive drinking party with, like, mylself and McArcus.
But bloody fucking hell, if it's going to run me 230.00 to buy a bottle of 21 year old Macallen, the LEAAT they could do would be to have a shop that sold it in WASHINGTON WE ARE TOO A REAL STATE FUCKERS.
Know i've seen it here, too but I can't remember where. Fuckers.
EDIT TO THE POWER OF CUBE: Off to get more drunk. BWAHAHAHAHAHA!