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DaddySatyr -> RE: How do you make 'em? (3/19/2014 12:50:41 AM)
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You'll have to indulge me because I LOVE to tell this story.
When I was younger, in the 80s, I indulged in all the things that would help get over my performance anxiety. There weren't too many kinds of alcohol that I wouldn't drink to achieve a purpose.
I spent 11 years not touching a drop ('87-'98). When I did decide to try to see if I had matured (I had), I realized that there are very few drinks that I enjoy.
I will drink the aforementioned grand old drink of the South, mixed with Diet Coke (If I'm out) or Diet Wild Cherry Pepsi©.
When I got back to New Jersey ('98), I was a regular at a Friday night karaoke joint. I had been going for about two years when I asked the bartender to put some Southern Comfort© in my Diet Coke. he was shocked. he had never seen me indulge in alcohol.
About a year later, I said: "Paul, I feel like having a drink but I don't know what I want."
He said: "Well, you like that sweet crap." (I don't know where the idea that Southern Comfort© is sweet comes from but that seems to be the consensus).
Anyway, Paul asked me if I'd ever had a Buttery Nipple (which contains one of the other of the few adult beverages I'll drink), I said I hadn't.
After having 14 or so, in one sitting, I can tell you that the stuff is liquid crack. I didn't realize there was any effect until I tried to stand and had no legs.
For those that don't know; one of the old style shot glasses with the white line around the glass is best. You fill the glass to the bottom of that white line with Butterscotch Schnapps. Then, you slowly pour Bailey's Irish Cream© on the top, trying not to mix the two together.
Nectar of the gods, my friends.
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