After dinner and drinks we went to Simon's for more beer. She-who-has-no-blog and I became very curious by the bottle you see before you and so we asked the bartender what it was all about. I, for whatever reason, supposed it might taste like cinnamon...she-who-has-no-blog suggested it was a kind of rum. The bartender said (and I quote) it tasted like "dirt and medicine" then proceeded to pour us a shot. I took a sip and it was far worse than dirt and medicine, it was like dirt, medicine and yucky all combined into a sip of gross. So, no, I'm not man enough to drink their two fisted liquor...and believe me, you may think you are....but you're not.
1 comment:
AHAHAHAHAHAHAH, that is to funny.
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