My bottles of Blavod arrived today. Good times.

While discussing liquor with Mark, we talked about that one liquor. Almost everyone's got that one liquor that they had a bad moment with, often in high school or college, that they can't even touch without feeling sick. For me it was rum after bad moments in high school and college (but I've recovered), for Mark it's gin. I theorized that for most people, that one liquor that's ruined for them is tequila. So what about you, my droogs? What's that one liquor that makes you feel like Barfy just thinking about?

[Poll #188810]

Share the story of that experience that drove you over the edge for that one liquor, please.
My bottles of Blavod arrived today. Good times.

While discussing liquor with Mark, we talked about that one liquor. Almost everyone's got that one liquor that they had a bad moment with, often in high school or college, that they can't even touch without feeling sick. For me it was rum after bad moments in high school and college (but I've recovered), for Mark it's gin. I theorized that for most people, that one liquor that's ruined for them is tequila. So what about you, my droogs? What's that one liquor that makes you feel like Barfy just thinking about?

[Poll #188810]

Share the story of that experience that drove you over the edge for that one liquor, please.
He wins the Wu game. That is all.
He wins the Wu game. That is all.
Then, and now.


Big difference between Madison and Hoboken:

Years ago, I was walking down the street with [livejournal.com profile] aaronkliger, [livejournal.com profile] fmrflyboy, and Sarah. They were ahead of me, I was catching up. As I was trying to catch up, a group of kids slowed down in their SUV next to me. They yelled at me, calling me a ``fucking Satanist'' before driving off. I wasn't sacrificing children that night, nor was I giving the dark master mad props. I was just walking down the street with long hair and a black leather trench coat.

Days ago, I was walking down the street with my roommate, when we passed through a pack of kids. They yelled after me, ``Highlander! What's up Highlander? The power of the sword! Where's the sword?''
Then, and now.


Big difference between Madison and Hoboken:

Years ago, I was walking down the street with [livejournal.com profile] aaronkliger, [livejournal.com profile] fmrflyboy, and Sarah. They were ahead of me, I was catching up. As I was trying to catch up, a group of kids slowed down in their SUV next to me. They yelled at me, calling me a ``fucking Satanist'' before driving off. I wasn't sacrificing children that night, nor was I giving the dark master mad props. I was just walking down the street with long hair and a black leather trench coat.

Days ago, I was walking down the street with my roommate, when we passed through a pack of kids. They yelled after me, ``Highlander! What's up Highlander? The power of the sword! Where's the sword?''
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