I think I’m going to buy a bottle too. I’ve always been a scotch guy. Christmas typically found me with my nose in a glass, three sheets to the wind, desperately trying to ignore my progressive shitlibbed in laws and family. Looking back on it I shoulda just found somewhere else to be. But I had developed quite the palate for it and could even pick out the notes and flavours.
Then one day I got old and turned into a miserable old goat like Cederq - and I just stopped drinking. Without asshole in laws at Christmas I didn’t need to lubricate my thinking meat anymore, HAR HAR HAR! HAR HAR HAR!
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I used to think liqueurs were for fags and women… but maybe I was overly hasty…? What’s your Christmas poison of choice? I might actually have a few drinks this Christmas.

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