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focusedfire wrote:Follow that with a Snow Shoe.

1 shot of Wild Turkey mixed with 1 Shot of Rumpleminze, Chill by shaking over Ice and served in a shooter with a glass of Ice water as a chaser.

You drink it by slaming the shooter first and then chuging the Ice water.

You try to stay standing during the Brain freeze and then repeat.

Oh good lord. That rocks! I can't go there though. Hard ass stuff like Turkey would get me in trouble because I'd just want more. I'll stick to my cheap cruddy beers, for mine and everyone around me's sake.

I've just returned from holiday in South Devon.

There I had a choice of any number of local[ish] junior beers (Cider) to quench my thirst.

The best tap was a pint of Thatchers Gold, although sitting in the sun by the waters edge in Salcombe may hve had allot to do with that!

Spoilt for choice there for local bottled cider but have to mention the Sheppy's oak matured and anything from Ashridge. Must have cooked up a BBQ most evening last week quaffing whatever I could lay my hands on from these fellers!

Special mention for some real local stuff from a farmer near Kingsbridge. It was called Otter I think and removed allot of the enamal from my teeth it was so strong!

Now i'm back at home, Aspalls (from Suffolk) really hits the spot and they even do a Blush for the Ladies. Quite a few pubs in London and supermarkets are picking this up now, well recomended.

Guitardian wrote:Oh good lord. That rocks! I can't go there though. Hard ass stuff like Turkey would get me in trouble because I'd just want more. I'll stick to my cheap cruddy beers, for mine and everyone around me's sake.

I'm to old to do that stuff these days. I now content my self with talking frat boys into funneling Vodka Slushies through a beer bong.
One of the benefits of getting old is watching(instigating ) the younger generation asthey do the same stupid stuff you used to, but only stupider.

The kids can have their Jaeger Bombs.
Gimme an old fashion 7&7, Jack Boilermaker, or Dirty Martini. Hel.... Just gimme a beer and don't let the glass sit empty.

burp

Ah, I'm a bit more adventurous. Something I came up with a while back.

Take a whole bunch of Jalepeno's, cut the tops off and core out the seeds. Chill(Sometimes soaking in teq.) untill party time. The empty Jalapeno's become your tequilla shot glasses.

In my circle of friends we eat the pepper after each shot.


And yes, I used to be a bartender way back in the day before they started calling them "mixologists" in the trade school commercials.(God this country can be rediculous,)

Done some amateur mixology when I was younger....
Most popular was called "Swamp Water" - Pint bottles of Jack, Southern Comfort, Sloe Gin, Rum, and Tequila mixed with 2 quarts of OJ, and just enough Blue coloring to make it turn dull green.
Then stand back and watch the lightweights get sick.

Sloe gin, eh? Always wanted to try a bit of that.
I'm thinking I might like a bottle of ale this afternoon. Not sure though, as I'm quite broke.

Hey i have a query, whats the worst hangover you've ever had?

Mine was my party last year. I woke up in someone's bush half a mile from my house.

I have three contenders.
1. I went on an "accidental" pub crawl in Galway one new years. We arrived in the city in the pissing rain, and took shelter in a pub. We bought a drink out of a sense of duty, and then drank it while the locals glared at us. Our friend who was supposed to show us around was 3 hours late, so we ended up fleeing that pub to another, rinse repeat until we're 4 pints in. At that point we realise we haven't eaten, so we go get a pizza. My mate arrives, we start the "real" drinking. About 10 pints and a half a bottle of whiskey later, I think it'll be a good idea to mix the remaining whiskey with white wine, since we're out of other mixers. Woke up the next morning upside down on his balcony freezing cold feeling like someone had hit me in the head with a fridge, and had to sit for a 7 hour bus journey home.
2. Another New Years one, I was drinking quite strong bottled ale (6.7% I think) all night, and was feeling quite merry. I ran out, so I got my hands on some horrible cheap brandy from Lidl. Poison. The next day I could barely move from my chair without thinking I was gonna die.
3.In portugal, they have three types of drinks. Halves, pints, and Canacas (not sure on the spelling) which is slightly more than a pint. It's all lager. We went out to an all you can eat fish restaraunt, and engaged in a ridiculous fish eating competition. After that, we got into drinking. I drank over 15 canacas (not sure how many) fell down a gully onto some sort of cactus (didn't feel a thing) and then passed out asleep on the floor. When I woke up, I ended up puking, first time I've ever puked from a hangover. It wasn't pretty. Then I found out that Portugal is a very unfriendly country to be hungover in, especially if you're used to the grey skies and soothing drizzle of Éire. They paint EVERYTHING white, it's incredibly bright and hot, and they don't do fried breakfasts.
(Portugal is lovely though, the area we were in was spectacular.)

I lived in a boarding house back in my college days that was old and run down. 9 of us there, plus assorted couch-surfers, hangers-on, girlfriends, etc. It was party central and we threw keggers to pay the rent, band in basement, the works. Party central. One night we hosted an Andy Warhol theme party there where the place got so packed people couldn't get out, and I'm playing in the Velvet underground cover band in the basement and all these people just keep giving me beer. I don't remember the end of the night, but I came out of my blackout sitting on top of the upstairs toilet with a plunger, a headache, and water dripping through the ceiling from the next floor up... House empty, trashed beyond belief, last keg still there half full. No housemates around. So what do I do? Go get my neighbor, ask what happened, and start drinking the leftover keg (5th one in a night!) and trying desperately to unclog the leaking toilet. Ahhhh... college.


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best hangover ever.

Had my share of blackouts... and a few near misses with Alcohol poisoning.

Worst... I was in the Navy stationed in San Diego. Went to TJ with some guys. We each bought 2 bottles of Tequila and had a bet on who would finish both bottles first. I woke up the next afternoon with a headache, nausea, drymouth, $200 in my pocket.... and no fething idea how I got back into the country, on base, on the ship or into my bed.... and no-one was willing to explain it.

My worst? Involved me and a friend, back when I was in the military, downing a half gallon of Jim Beam in an hour and a halfs time. I was drunk for three days, my face was showing ny Irish with a field of busted capillaries, and I had a hangover for 3-4 days Afterwards. All because we were immitating Gene Wilder from Blazing Saddles.


Worst I've seen? Aside from the above, it has to be one of our parties when on a remote TDY. The guys decided to have a Bacardi 151 and Mad dog 20/20 party. I'll reserve comments about how messy the afyer effects were.

Aside from the obvious and always-delicious Guinness (Which I refuse to have from any source other than a Tap), these are three of my favorite brews:







And of course, my favorite "Get totally hammered on cheap stuff" beer:




Also, found some of this stuff in my pub's liquor store... IT'S FETHING AMAZING! Maple whiskey. It's like bloody candy.

There's a good reason it comes in such a small amount and the price is so steep though - you could totally chug this stuff by the bottle with no problem. It's that smooth.

Just got my hands on some 40 Creek, a little too sweet but easy to drink, especially with a soft drink and ice.

There was ANOTHER hangover (there's lots of em) where I woke up on a yacht at a wedding of some people I didn't even know, just one of the waiter kind of guys tapping me on the shoulder like "hey man... hey man... you okay?". Of course I play it off like I know where the hell I am or how I ended up there... said "yeah just kind of seasick". The boat was docked in the bay and not really moving, but hey its the first thing that came to mind. I remember being drunk in the first place and wandering onto the wrong boat, my buddies little sailboat was one pier over. This yacht was BIIIG... and full of people...then just started partying and everyone assumed I was someone's invite... Then I realized I didn't know any of these people, and kind of retreated before they realized it. Lotta free rich-people-yacht-booze though.