This is a story I was told at work today, and it was too good not to share.
In Wisconsin a group of young guys in high school goes out into the woods before a football game to drink a bottle of gin that one of them swiped from his dad’s liquor cabinet. Being inexperienced at such things, they A: stole gin, and B: failed to bring tonic, juice, vermouth, olives, ice or any of the other stuff that makes gin palatable.
A couple of the guys take swigs, then they pass it to a third guy who remarks, “I’ve never had gin before.”
“It’s kind of gross,” warns his friend.
He takes a pull, and makes a face appropriate to taking a hit of warm gin right from the bottle. Then he gets a weird look of recognition on his face. He holds the bottle to his nose and takes a sniff.
“Oh my god,” He says.
“What’s up?” another guy asks.
“I think my grandma’s an alcoholic!”
Credit for this story goes to Ashish Sharma. “Free Wifi!”
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