I think we all did, it was like a rite of passage

I'll be drinkin' my second batch of home brew tonight. Supposed to be a knock off of Fat Tire, but doesn't taste much like it.

Sorry to disappoint, but I'm just not much of a beer drinker. I prefer mixed drinks like Screwdrivers, Rum&Coke, Gran Monye, Bloody Mary, etc.

Haha...whats "Gran Monye"?

It has kind of a ginger-ale taste, but with of a honey-ish, dark, syrupy alcohol kick.

I usually drink it chilled.

Never heard of it. I have heard of Grand Marnier though. I understand it's very popular with the blacks as it is a sweet liquor that tastes like "Urange Drank".

LOL LOL... LOL

Yeah, Grand Marnier is pretty good, too. I just prefer the more carbonated taste of the Gran Monye.

Ha, I just thought the dumbass misspelled "money". I could totally see a "black people" mixed drink called Grand Money.

Great thread. Trite is stupid.

Gran Monye is what you get when you mix Grand Marnier and Orangina.

I thought it was a stripper/hooker Gran Monee'

Nah, Orangina Wilson was a popular escort on Craigslist Philly. Huge booty hole was off limits, but she could practically tongue your asshole while deep throating you. Or maybe I just have a small cock.

No such thing as "Grand Monye". Tritone tried to grab some credibility off shit he hears brothers say but he "jondra'd" big time.

I like how he played it off... "Yeah, Grand Marnier is pretty good, too. I just prefer the more carbonated taste of the Gran Monye. " The shit ain't carbonated unless you add a carbonated beverage. In which case you are doing it wrong, as it's intended to be an after dinner drink. Really, it's best use is for cooking.

By the way...we went elbows deep in a quart of Apple Pie 'Shine last night. Probably the smoothest I've ever tasted and others agreed. BDM, when I go back to Knoxville I'll bring it and you can judge for yourself.

Gran Monye must be like Fred Sanford's Champipple.

Good all American Kentucky Bourbon-

Along with my homebrews that I've quaffed of late, I dropped a grip on some great Scotch recently. Neither are for the faint of heart, nor weak of wallet (sorry Raoul).

Caol Ila and Oban, both will get you toe down and angry.

Caol Ila is peaty as hell, as would be expected of an Islay.


Oban is a West Highland single, a wee bit briny, smooth, with a touch of nasty. A cold hard bitch, that you just can't help but love. Yummmmmmm.

for the fuck of it i poured half a glass sugar free pomegranite juice in a glass(where else?) then the other half with apple juice.they work surprisingly well together.

^^^ You forgot vodka. Lots of vodka. From drinking with a Russian girl earlier this week, I noticed again that they drink their vodka straight in a shot glass. Then maybe follow it up with a sip or two of a sweet chaser. Somehow, every Russian girl I meet seems to be named Anya.

It's the demons talking through her. Or she was hammered already and messed up, like "... any... how..."

^You've really never had a woman nor a drink, have you?

Gnome on.

So, that's a yes. No wonder you always complained about things being "referential."

A new angle might... well, no, probably not even then.

You're right, it won't, but admitting your deficiencies is the first step.

I'd like to help, but, well, I simply don't like you, so I won't. You should call Burg. He's here to help and you haven't annoyed him as much as the rest of us, yet.

Yeah, reading comprehension failed online once more. Gnome on.

You're slipping back into your Pseudo-Sasha shtick. You've beguiled Old Man River and bullshat befuddled Floofin. You're running out of marks.

I messed with the shrink's head. I didn't give Johnny any shit. You're running out of everything.

You're posting pics of dudes all over the place. In every thread. It's like you're Frankie's gay brother: Faggy Figgs.

Tell the world there's been done something wrong, that you didn't really understand it all and that you need some guidance.

OK, so the big soda is 2 liters, but the big booze is only 1.75 liters, so now I have .25 liters to what to do with?

It's that time of year again. For the next two nights:

Observe the cyclic indulgence of the Alaskan alcoholic.

I expect great things in this and the cooking thread. Sláinte mhaith, deartháir.

you think you could not act the spastic twat buzzkill that you are for just a couple days here?. please.

honestly, i'm this > < close to getting a comparative literature type to review your posting history and verify whether you're man or bitch.

Why should he, when Floofin comes to defend his man-pic-posting ass time and again?

There's something a bit lavender about the both of them.

The alkies are restless.

Went to a baby shower with Ashley Blue. The invitation said free shots, but we didn't see any. Not many guests showed up. We sat in the corner with our coats on and drank Absolut on the rocks. The strippers finally showed up as we left, but we were tired by then.

ummm yeah, they didn't mean booze.

Cabin Fever.

They meant free penicillin shots.

For some reason I'm having trouble picturing this.

All proceeds go to fund diabetes research through the American Diabetes Association.

It was fucking packed last night. In fact, it was too crowded for me and I ended up getting disgusted with people and walked home from a bar shortly after the festival ended. Being trashed by 9pm doesn't help, either. I goofed up and bought tickets for the 2-5pm "Connoisseur's" tasting for today and had to pull some strings so I can get in at the regular 6-10pm session. Basically, they're goint to list us as "volunteers." Lol.

Hey, a diabetic boozehound drinking for the cure? Sounds like volunteer work to me.

I do my best. I get tickets for my friends every year and it isn't cheap. The regular session is $40 and you get 30 drink samples and a free commemorative glass. I usually lose or break the glass every year on the same night because I'm shitfaced.

The "Connoisseur's" tasting I bought tickets for were $50 each, but that show is going to be filled with older folks and industry people. The Saturday night session is the best because by the end of the night they start filling the glasses up all the way so they don't have to carry out full kegs of beer.

Btw, I've literally been farting all goddamned day. Fucking beer.

6 Yuenglings and half a bar pie.

Found money. Bottle of Desereno.

Old pants?