Ronald McDonald’s victory is complete. The last Gobblin is gone, found floating down
an open sewer a canal.
Bourbon Barrel Kiltlifter. Four Peaks only made one barrel of it. Nello’s Ahwatukee scored some of it for a beer dinner.
Q: What to put on your mix tape, if you can’t trust your brothers to be just wingmen and not cut in? (Which is the case, about 99.2% of the time.)
A: This. QED.
Whiskey is the devil. We all know that. Boozy encounters with chicks – those always end well, too. Especially when they’re friends. Add in Vegas and a corporate expense account. Shake well. Shit happens.But not in the way you might expect (based on your personal experiences on every other trip to Vegas ever). Sometimes, all…
Wild Turkey and Vegas. What could possibly go wrong?
Maybe it was the Budweiser chaser. Maybe being sandwiched by Tullamore Dew and Harp. And a beer and some wine at dinner.
Hey, let’s Facebook some pics!
Hey, lets post some insightful comments!
Hey! Another round? Fuck yeah!