I take a lull from my CamelBak and choke at its potency. It tastes like bad decisions. It's perfect.
This is the great fault of wine; it first trips up the feet: it is a cunning wrestler.
Call things by their right names - Glass of brandy and water! That is the current, but not the appropriate name; ask for a glass of liquid fire and distilled damnation.
Sublime is something you choke on after a shot of tequila.
A good sherris-sack hath a twofold operation in it. It ascends me into the brain,... makes it apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble, fiery, and delectable shapes.
O thou, the drink of gods and angels! Wine
Is that vodka?" Margarita asked weakly. The cat jumped up in his seat with indignation. "I beg pardon, my queen," he rasped, "Would I ever allow myself to offer vodka to a lady? This is pure alcohol!
When you work hard all day with your head and know you must work again the next day what else can change your ideas and make them run on a different plane like whisky?
Unhappy man! Do you share my maddness? Have you drunk also of the intoxicating draught? Hear me; let me reveal my tale, and you will dash the cup from your lips!
I require something so horrifically alcoholic that it makes livers tremble with fear and run for their lives when its name is uttered.
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