Nobody talks about Rumpleminz. Shots of that shit are like little 100 proof candy canes. That stuff will sneak up on you.
Back when I ran a candy warehouse I used to keep a bottle in my bottom desk drawer. I thought I was fooling everybody, like I just spent too much time down the peppermint aisle. I think I ended up smelling like an Altoids rep with a drinking problem.
Man that seems like a lifetime ago.
You know what is nice, now that it is warm? Fruit juice and vodka. A couple of shots, some ice, and pineapple and orange juice, with a shot of maraschino juice. Feel your blood sugar raise, Use the energy, before the crash. Or make sure to eat some quality beef off the barbecue before you crash.
By the time you are downing the third, you're feeling the first. After the fourth or fifth, you start pouring them with confidence and rhythm.
Then kicks in the sixth by the eighth or ninth (that's why six was afraid of seven) and you pour with effortless abandon. You know what I'm talkin' 'bout.
Feeling groovy.
Then come those uncountable teen numbers where you skip the fruit juice and start taking straight pulls of ungodly ethyl fire straight from the source, and at this point vision becomes so blurry that you can't tell how many thumbs are up your own ass, or if any of them are your own.
Dangerous drink thread challenge: you must craft for yourself and your guests a Manhattan cocktail, but the only ingredients you have available are Everclear, Mountain Dew and insect repellent.
This is a unique experience I have had this evening. Drank as I normally did, and went from the beer festival to my normal bar, to the dive. The new bartender at my regular bar felt the need to call the dive and request that I be cut off at the dive. A weak-minded woman bartender at the dive did so. I feel a strong need to take a pound of flesh for this insult. Should I settle for the new bartender's job, or would it be best to take the new bartender's job as well as the bartender's job who had me cut off?
Tentatively, I think the best solution is to request termination of employment for the new bartendress at my main bar, and speak to the owner of the dive bar, a good friend, about the attitude of their employees. It is unacceptable, I tip at least 30 per cent of my tab each time I drink, I should not have to deal with this kind of bullshit.
This is a unique experience I have had this evening. Drank as I normally did, and went from the beer festival to my normal bar, to the dive. The new bartender at my regular bar felt the need to call the dive and request that I be cut off at the dive. A weak-minded woman bartender at the dive did so. I feel a strong need to take a pound of flesh for this insult. Should I settle for the new bartender's job, or would it be best to take the new bartender's job as well as the bartender's job who had me cut off?
Are we talking about two different bars here, the dive and the regular? I don`t really get it. But if I got this right it`s inexcusable and needs reporting to the bartending union asap!
Cut you off?! Is she your mother? How old are you? Was it pass midnight...