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I walk into a bar one night. This dude's like "Wanna do a bomb?!!!"...fuck yeah I do. So...I'm thinking red bull and liquor...nope. It's an Irish Car Bomb. As soon as that nastiness hits my tounge...I fucking spit that shit everywhere. It was involuntary. I honestly couldn't help it. :lol: I just can't drink them. Onion petals were delicous. Not so much on the way back up.
I haven't had Wild Turkey in a long time. As I was sitting at the bar I knew it was 151 but couldn't think of the Turkey. I won't forget now.

I hate Guiness but I'm down with Car Bombs. 7 or 8 of them and I'm almost ready to start Kyleing.
:lol: I can't do car bombs. I can drink Turkey out of the bottle. But Guiness is just too much. I'm still fairly drunk. How did I get home last night? No clue.
Why can't I remember that? Had car bombs instead and they pussed out after 1 so I'm thinking the 252 wasn't going to happen. My brother is getting soft.
TURKEY AND 151!!! I had a few last night. Let's just say that onion petals from roosters and 252's don't mix well.
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—Ayn Rand, 1975

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