"I might be an adult but I'm still a minor at heart. Ok the liver is my senior part, but that's a part you can trade in"
NOFX, Everything in moderation (Never trust a Hippy EP, 2007)
This may come as a surprise, but despite being the son of the legendary* wino, I am not a regular drinker, nor do I plan on filling the alleged shoes she once filled (I think my feet are too big). But when I get into the spirit(s), the results can be spectacular...
VCF and I were recently having a text conversation regarding previous drunken shenanigans, in particular her love/hate relationship with vodka, and my terrible (blurred) memories with Bacardi. We both believe the rule that states "if it's clear, steer clear!"
My last experience with Bacardi took place several years ago, at a house party at a place notorious for it's unwritten rules ensuring alcoholic chaos.
The idea of the game was that you take a large, straight glass out of your mixer, drink it, then fill the bottle remainder with your spirit of choice.
What happened afterwards I heard second hand, and most of it (for my own sake) will never be mentioned. Today, it stands as one of the few times where I have ended up in my own bed with no recollection of how I ended up there. Consequently, I only ever took beer to the house in question for future drinks. And I never have touched Bacardi since.
After learning the rules of the game, VCF is now keen to give it a go.
May God have mercy on our souls..
*Disclaimer:
I have no direct evidence of mums reputation, as it was likely born after I left home. If anyone can confirm, it'd be appreciated :D
NOFX, Everything in moderation (Never trust a Hippy EP, 2007)
This may come as a surprise, but despite being the son of the legendary* wino, I am not a regular drinker, nor do I plan on filling the alleged shoes she once filled (I think my feet are too big). But when I get into the spirit(s), the results can be spectacular...
VCF and I were recently having a text conversation regarding previous drunken shenanigans, in particular her love/hate relationship with vodka, and my terrible (blurred) memories with Bacardi. We both believe the rule that states "if it's clear, steer clear!"
My last experience with Bacardi took place several years ago, at a house party at a place notorious for it's unwritten rules ensuring alcoholic chaos.
The idea of the game was that you take a large, straight glass out of your mixer, drink it, then fill the bottle remainder with your spirit of choice.
What happened afterwards I heard second hand, and most of it (for my own sake) will never be mentioned. Today, it stands as one of the few times where I have ended up in my own bed with no recollection of how I ended up there. Consequently, I only ever took beer to the house in question for future drinks. And I never have touched Bacardi since.
After learning the rules of the game, VCF is now keen to give it a go.
May God have mercy on our souls..
*Disclaimer:
I have no direct evidence of mums reputation, as it was likely born after I left home. If anyone can confirm, it'd be appreciated :D
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