And I’m gonna have myself a time tonight. But I’m not an experienced drinker, and I just know it’s going to feel all burny going down. I poured about a mouthfull into a glass and I keep raising it to my lips and then chickening out. Ooh, I’m such a manly man.
It smells pleasant, but kind of strong. Like sweet gasoline. “Sour Mash Whiskey” it says on the label. What does that mean? And who is this Lem Motlow character?
I’ll post again when I’ve taken the belt and tell you what it feels like. Wish me luck.
Three words. Jack and Coke. Are you drinking to get drunk on purpose?
And as cuauhtemoc recounts the previous evening’s events to the judge, he remarks: “and thats where all the trouble began your-Honor”
Ow. Ow ow ow. Ooooh, no. No no no no no no no no
Yeah, mix it with something if you want to. And for goodness sake, GO SLOW! I’ve started many a night I want to forget by making it my business to get drunk.
Ok, I won’t be doing that again. I don’t have any Coke, but I have some Diet Pepsi. I will be diluting my Quality Tennessee Sour Mash Whiskey with it for the remainder of the evening. Thanks for the suggestion, UncleBill. I order Jack & Coke sometimes in bars, and it does the job, but sometimes on TV I see guys take a swig right out of the bottle, and I’m like “Whoa! I wanna be a cowboy!”
It just takes time. It’s very much an acquired taste, but once you acquire it, watch out.
Now that’s much better. This stuff sure doesn’t taste like it smells. It smells like raisins or spices or something. And it’s a pretty color when you mix itwith the Coke, like a deep amper.
Hey this is a party. Today I slicked on my profile and I have one post per day! I registered two years ago yesterday, and literally lurked the shit out of these boards for all that time, I think I had 250 posts at the end of the summer
So here’s to cuauhtemoc finally starting to pull his own weight around here! Long may I wave.
Just don’t drink the whole bottle, okay? 
Try mixing it with water some…
You’ll thank me tomorrow.
uuhuh yea right,thats the booze talkin’… 
I like Jack over some ice. I also found it god mixed with spiced cider. This is the kind in a packet mixed with hot water.
I had not had JD seriously until a few weeks ago when my daughter passed away. Then one night I drank half a bottle.
nothin like a boot to the head to help you feel nothin?
Roadwalkeri I just want to say thta you’re really brave for going on after that, and you’re an inspiration. I mean I’m drinking to numb myself to stupid shit, I don’t have any outward problems to speak of but I don’t know what the hell I’d do if I were in your situation. I hpe you and your family are getting along okay, and like I said in her memorial thread I know she’s in a better place.
The Wrong Girl, don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine…
:makes a clumsy, drunken pass at The Wrong Girl:
superbee, I have a big tumbler full of water that I’m sipping peridocially.
Good idea with the water.
Can I borrow $20, or should I check back in later?
Hell, take fifty! Come by and pick it up tomorrow morning, I’m sure I’ll be in just as generous a mood then 
Oh, another thing I just thought of…unplug your phone.
Calling the ex-GF, or anybody for that matter, at 3 AM is not really as good as you might think.
Oh, another thing I just thought of…unplug your phone.
Calling the ex-GF, or anybody for that matter, at 3 AM is not really as good as you might think.
and be careful if you start seeing double.
Ok, mission accomplished. I’m drunk. I’ve been drunker, but it is unquestionable that my current state could accurately be described as “wasted”. Somewhere between one third and one half of the bottle is gone, and I am seriously impaired. Yet I can still type, for some reason. All the same, I’m considering not drinking any more tonight. I’ll tell you one thing, I could never make a regular habit of this. You might think that’s a good thing, but I have a habit that’s just as bad - cheese. That’s right, my name is cuauhtemoc, and I am a cheese addict. Mostly on pizza. We have really good pizza here in New Jersey. And there are approximately thirty pizzerias per square mile. So if you ever are in NJ and want pizza, just drive around for five minutes and you’re bound to find a place. There is possibly no food I love more than pizza. Except sushi. Sushi kicks ass. I loves me some sushi. I wish I had some sushi right now. Instead I have pizza-flavored Pringles. A gift from my mom. I love my mom so much. She’s like the greatest person ever.