Andy, LOl! I know. Hey when it comes to the whiskey I dont mess around.
I had a bad experience with whiskey when I was 16 or so, I can't even smell the stuff without gagging a little.
Andy, LOl! I know. Hey when it comes to the whiskey I dont mess around.
In April 2007 I puked my whole torso up from getting trashed on my dad's sangria, white russians, and home made pizza.
Holy crap what a mix!!
I can relate Andy, happened to me with tequilla. But do love margaritas, but all I can do with it.
I can relate Andy, happened to me with tequilla. But do love margaritas, but all I can do with it.
In April 2007 I puked my whole torso up from getting trashed on my dad's sangria, white russians, and home made pizza.
Holy crap what a mix!!
In April 2007 I puked my whole torso up from getting trashed on my dad's sangria, white russians, and home made pizza.
Holy crap what a mix!!
Sweet Jesus! Oh the memories. I remeber coming back from a coast party, and turning on a very rural road in Cazadero, where I used to live. It was 3-4am there was street lights here, and there I remeber em hurting my eyes, and thinking WTF? Are street lights doing here. Last thing I remeber I woke up at home 3pm. My pistol was empty, and no more street lights.
Jason that reminds me of a what happened to me about a month or so ago. That's what happens when you have 350 homebrews to sample.
I remember that night.... to his credit, he managed to get it all in a bag. Even my wife was amused.
I'm still recovering...
dude, you did great, didn't spill a drop in Linda's Honda.
dude, you did great, didn't spill a drop in Linda's Honda.
New Years Eve 1990. Going through divorce. Fistacuffs with a rather large fellow who was very fond of his girlfriend. 1.5 liters of Cuervo Gold. My buddy, a rough-neck from Texas. Listening to George Strait, Waylon, Willy and the boys. Large glasses - no ice = New Years where to blink hurt. To this day, even a wiff of Tequila makes me gag. Whew. No double whew!
Speaking of cars. . . back in the day, had just broke up with my high school girlfriend. The boys loaded up the van with Old English 800. All I remember was a faint image of something like a firehose hitting the front window and the dash of the van. Next stop was the 25cent car wash. This time the water hose was aimed at me. The water was cold and I remember my buddy laughing as he hosed both me and the van while saying "It's cool is a loaner" over and over.
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